The army,the army after me,
your army.
Their only weapons,
are their bare hands.
I'm alone,
looking over my shoulder...
Scared.
I don't understand...
Why, why me?
I did nothing to you,
so why wont you just...
Leave me alone.!?
You see me,
I see you...
Fists start flying.
Pain and hatred
flow through my body,
my soul, the core of my existence.
I lay there numb,
watching,
watching you walk away.
You and your army,
your army of chavs
