I br Feel br Weight. br Pressure. br Breaking me down br Day by day my walk gets harder br I feel myself falling br Tumbling over the edge br Of the point of no return br We used to stand br Back to back br Armed br Protecting each other br Now we stand face to face br Guns loaded br Knives at each other’s throats br One slip br And everything we had br Will be gone br And when we look back br There are no remnants br Only blood and battle wounds br But we won’t care br Long as the fight will be over br And we don’t have to deal with each other’s br BULLS*** br Anymore.