oh, rage, what am i supposed to say?
you're still a shining star, and when you fall, you're a shooting star
really.
now you're gonna go back up, up, up.
and you're gonna tell me what day you fell so i can go up too
i actually slipped really really bad on friday, and i thought it was a fall
so going back down to one isn't gonna be so bad
rage, i wish so so badly you knew what you did for me... you literally picked me up out of a dumpster, shook off the garbage, and helped me live. can i say thank you again?