Straylight Run

You just can't relax
and you can't rely on anyone
for anything.
So you make your complaints on how everyone's let you down,
You just can't ever win.
Convinced there's a war on.
It's always everyone verses you.
Convinced that your critics are watching
and you've always got something...
You've always got something to prove.
So tie the noose and raise the cross
The martyr's arrived.
A desperate plea for sympathy