Song in Construction: Grinding gears, Flashing lights, Ready to put a fight, They tease and call us names, Through this little game, Of theirs, And we won't take it anymore, So why don't we quit? No, we can't do that. If we quit the owner wouldn't stay with us anymore, Call us stupid, Call us insane, But all we see is the pain. We see them taking down walls, We're just to about to fall Into their trap, Buts that's alright, We'll continue to put up a fight. We want to stand our grounds, And say HEY! But we can't. So we continue to stay, At least her place, Is an oasis to our worries, We often to stay bye, So that's our story, Goodbye.
Just a first draft! Please do not use.
