Buildings and bridges / are made to bend in the wind / to withstand the world, / that's what it takes
All that steel and stone / is no match for the air, my friend / what doesn't bend breaks / what doesn't bend breaks
we are made to bleed / and scab and heal and bleed again / and turn every scar into a joke
we are made to fight / and fuck and talk and fight again / and sit around and laugh until we choke
sit around and laugh until we choke
I don't know who you were expecting / probably some bitch who does not budge / with eyes the size of snow
I may get pissed off sometimes / but you seem like the type to hold a grudge / and in the end, I just let go...
Inspiração: The empathy exams, Leslie Jamison