Sangtekst: Street Bulldogs. Question Your Truth. Exit.

I'm tired of your "saying just for saying"
And to be your favorite point.
But who wants some attention here? You or me?
All your points are not enough for me. So what know?
You just followed all my steps.
You try to be something what you're not.
And where am I now?
At the same place (that) I was when you started.
Try to find a way to the exit.
This place is hard to resist.
It can turn into hell.
Never close your eyes