& I've known it for months;
I'm slowly dying.
So I'm leaving Witty, to spend more time with the people I love.
This is a crappy site now anyways. ;-;
I started 2011 in an asylum; I'll probably end it in a grave.
I'm made in England; I call it my kingdom
She may let me down, she would never take a bow for me
Sold down the river, scream till they hear ya
And I'm still standing proud, even as every town has
fallen down to its knees. <3