Nostalgia

When I miss you You always said That it was nothing Without you and I regret it, Best Friend I'm proud Who I am Thanks to Music Thank you so much For pinching me And sexually abuse I'm proud Whose I am thanks to Music F*ck off I hope you die Sometimes I think How do you know how to manipulate Good to people With your arrogant attitude I'm proud Thanks to Music Now I no longer I need you I can breathe easily Why not anymore I have to endure Useless like you