This is the way I live

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, And it's filled with people who are filled with shit, And the vermin of the world inhabit it, And its morals aren't worth what a pig could spit, And it goes by the name of Helsingborg

Jag vaknade upp, med en dålig nattssömn. vilken morgon dessutom... snuvig, sovit alldeles på tok för lite.

Måste säga, att jag är så less på utelivet här, och på hur ens omgivning behandlar en och hur lite respekt man har för varandra och istället ligger fokus på hur mkt yta man lägger ner på sig själv.

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more? 

Chances I'm given, question existing 
Who am i living for? 
Is this my limit? 
Can I endure some more? 
Chances I'm given, question existing 

Take off my clothes 
Show them that under here 
I'm just like you 
Do the mistakes I make 
Make me a fool 
Or a human with flaws 
Admit that I'm lost 
Around of applause 
Take the abuse 
Sometimes it feels like that they want me to lose 
It's entertainment is that an excuse? (noo) 
But the question that lingers whether win or lose 

Dear diary, 
This is Robyn, 
Entertaining is something I do for a living 
This is not who I am I like to think that 
I'm pretty normal: I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think guys suck sometimes 
But when you're in the spot light, everything seems good 
Sometimes I feel like I have it worst 'cause I always have to keep my guard up 
I don't know who to trust 
I don't know who wants to take me for who I am 
Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am