This is the end of you It's all the rain that's putting me to sleep There's so much more inside us I tried to drown my sorrows Instead they're all drowning me Whispers are their weakness Their weakness Everyday I must practice

You! Yes, you! Stand still laddy When we grew up and went to school There were certain teachers who would Hurt the children any way they could By pouring their derision Upon anything we did Exposing every weakness However carefully hidden by the kids But