[Verse 1: SPEARB]
Inside many many towns just one single school
The mood of only that kid is different
The school looks lively but looks differently inside
There's a lot of demons that bother that kid
For a new life to bring back life
He lives at his aunt's house while being depressed
He ended up going to high school
He feared if he looked weak then the nightmare of the past would occur again

[Verse 2: SPEARB]
So he begged his mom and picked out only trendy and expensive clothes to wear
Forced himself to bite cigarettes in his mouth
He made up his mind to follow the maze-like path of those
He walks the path to school with footsteps light
I only have to carry my own bag
Something as basic as me using my own things
To that kid becomes the smallest pleasures
He learns for the first time that rest time is for resting

[Verse 3: J.One]
After that instead of being ignored he gets acknowledgement (Hey, you got a cigarette? Give me a light)
With these punks, the same punks he used to hate
Now they hang out with him and it started to feel strange
Feeling at once both identical and happy
On Friday during Gym because he couldn't find his gym clothes
He picked an easy looking kid and scuffed the back of his head
Everyone's gaze turned to look at him
Darkness grew on to that kid's face (You're screwed)
[Verse 4: J.One]
Up to his own mood he stepped on the kid curled up on the ground, even
After the stiff fist that hit without reason stopped
He spit on the idiotic face covered in blood
The kid that had fallen now gets up
And asks why the hell do you do that, what did I do wrong
Seeing him talk back made him more pissed off
He thinks he's looking at his old self, so he swallows his spit

[Verse 5: SPEARB]
The old me who only felt sorry when people bumped my shoulder
Now that he's the one who's bumping into people intentionally, it must feel good
He shakes off bad moods through violence
That kid was begging sorry, getting down to beg on his knees
As if he reenacts the same things that had once happened to himself
Within the merciless assault
The mistakes he held in his hand have become his life line
The deep red sign which can't be reversed

[Verse 6: J.One]
On his "friend's" neck a sword-red line is drawn
The hand of the devil which you wanted to shake off, in the end you held that hand
You were only afraid of the scene that you saw for the first time
When the two shaken legs hit the ground and he let out a small yell
A few hours later at the hospital that child's mother was sobbing
She was yelling out his name and at his two ankles
Even heavier than the backpacks he had held during that time, there hung the sense of turmoil