If you hate your job, then you gotta guit,
if you hate your city you gotta split.
It´s not so hard to cut those ties and cut away.
Just know: your friend are always behind you.
Where ever you go, they´ll always be there,
like you where always there for them, so thank you.
For giving me hope,
and making me go headstrong, heartstrong, and all out.
And sometimes it´s like blake said (it best) when he wrote, "Did that no one everlive a life this hard?"
´Cause it gets hard,
and it gets bleak, and sometimes you´ve gotta go it alone.
But see it through,
brave the storm and you´ll see that,
come dawn, your friends are all behind you.
