Things in fire,
the tension going higher
I was all alone, all alone
I would cry,
wishing that I'd died
Didn't know the reason why
If it was you,
what would you do?
Would you melt away?
Would you face the day?
There is nothing
There is nothing
There is nothing
There is nothing
My mama blamed me But she did the felony
What can I say?
Could she be that way?
But this is now the good time So now I'll make some good rhymes
And she'll buy the bad lines She'll talk about me
And say that I'm wrong But now I'm free to sing my song
There is nothing There is nothing
There is nothing
There is nothing
There is nothing
There is nothing
this was stadia
