We don’t ask for much of you,
Just a bit of freedom,
Don’t be selfish and think of others for a change.
I cry every night in my bed, well what’s left of it,
It sickens me to think what kind of world we live in
And the people we live with,
This world belongs to others as well,
So stop being bullies and lose your pride,
You hurt me and one day you will pay,
I’ve cried so much; I have no more tears left in me,
Now I’m making my own way
And nobody, nobodys ganna stop me.