Like a skyscraper..

 

I'm so tired of being pushed around, being broke down, being torn apart piece by piece..Once again..Just to hear the same old suppressant speech..Only getting louder and louder each time...One day..I'm gonna disappear..Into the dark night..Into the pouring rain..Gonna run of..Of to you..And only you..It will be the two of us against the rest of the world

 

  

..I just have to find you first..

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground