The world may bring us down

There is no time
To waste on those who bring you down
When they probe and they shove you around
Laugh out load when your face hits the ground
The world may bring you down, but that’s ok
Cause I talk in my sleep anyway
 
There’s no need to talk I think I know your name
All the faces look the same to me
The knives are out and they’re stuck in your back again
They’re still sharp to use again and again
 
Strike a match
In the wind and it won’t stay alight
Burns so quickly but ever so bright
But I’d rather burn a short time
Than to fade and to never have shined
Like me some lights don’t burn out you’ll see
 
There’s no need to talk I think I know your name
All the faces look the same 
The knives are out and they’re stuck in your back again
They’re still sharp to use again and again
But with you by my side
Raising two fingers high
In your back again, you’re back