People who deny, your neighbour that sings
No value I give them, there are no strings.
Dreams that appear, storries that`ve been told,
Pride should be taken and love has to be real,
These words mean nothing, meaningless they seem.
Family and a friend who is always so sweet
Nothing they do, but prate and beat.
Revenge, admiration, triumphs and power
These things will just use up your hour,
Worthless deals, here they are,
Once they`ve left one with a scar
Worthless life with them, peace without,
We are left wondering about.