My lips rest against your foreheadYour eyes close – My eyes closeOur breathing falls into a rhythmOur hands embrace each otherWhile my arms pull us in tighterYour arms are pushing me awayI am fuckedI have nothing because of youI’ve given it all to youThe bastardsThat breed the bastardsThat raise the bastardsThat neglect the bastardsEven when I tried to become somethingI was let down – you let me downWhether it was gently or notYou affected me to a certain degreeWhy do I beg for acceptance in wolvesWhy do I look for answers in foolsI guess they will have to do