In four years time Your daughter to find love would work overtime Your life fallen from its prime You penniless without a dime Your relationships ruined by your crime There you go, destroyed for a lifetime Your will and righteousness so sublime I cannot empathise with your grime I see you as dirt, scum, that inhibits rhyme Beauty is impossible, the screams act a chime To hear bells broken tis’ your pastime I see you climb To break love but I’m Strong like mother of thyme When you destroy, I will survive, rise from the concrete. Sometime Anytime. Everytime.