The fact is that we're too old to make each other miserable, and that's a good thing, not a bad thing, so don't take it personally. Those days are gone, and good fucking riddance to them; unhappiness really meant something back then. Now it's just a drag, like a cold or having no money. If you really wanted to mess me up, you should have got to me earlier.

"It's no good crying over spilt milk, because all the forces of the universe were bent on spilling it."

- William Somerset Maugham

Tu nunca choras ao ver sangue
Tu nunca sangras quando sofres
Guardas a dor dentro do cofre

Se alguém decifra o segredo
E se pica no teu ferrão azedo
Tu lambes-lhe o sangue do dedo

Tu nunca choras ao ver sangue
Tu nunca ficas transparente
És daquela raça tão rara
Que tem no olhar o gelo quente

Se alguém te atinge o coração
Aguentas o baque de frente
E sentes uma oscilação

Defendes-te com uma paixão competente
E encarnas tão impunemente
A pele de um animal de sangue quente
Que ama a sangue frio

Tu nunca choras ao ver sangue
Tu nunca ficas transparente
És daquela raça tão rara
Que tem no olhar o gelo quente
Gelo quente
Quente e frio

Life is too short to allow for stagnation. Stagnation is a prison. The first step taken in freedom is rooted in the agony of the past, yet driven by the promise of the future. Without that first, honest, committed move forward, there is nothing.

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The determination to survive is sometimes all we have. It's too easy to let ourselves become victims, restricted and defined by events of the past. This is for all those who will always remember, but refuse to be held back.

A fashion, a trend that's what it meant to you. The ideals, the thought they never got to you. Search for acceptance, to fit the crowd. To think for yourself is not allowed. Take the easy way, to be accepted. I'd rather be myself and be rejected. I won't sell out to your stupid trends, true to myself until the end. Fashion manners, they're not for me, as you are now I'll never be. Mainstream going, changing face, if I'm not like you am I outta place? I know my convictions and where I stand, I guess I got the upperhand. A phony, a sellout that's what you are, claim it's hardcore, no it's not by far. What's wrong with thinking for oneself instead of trying to fit in like everybody else?