Young girl tired and jadednfaded and pissed.nnHated, wishing it turned out better than this.nEverything here makes you crynhold your head and don't ask why.nRunning out of tricks to be,nSun rise over the mountain that you cant seenlove cries coming from fountains that you cant be.nnEverything here takes its toll,nhold your hair back from the bowl.nHuman nature left its soul to me.