You know sometimes when I get up in the morning,
I don't know if I can face another day,
ācause shit's been so fucking hard for so fucking long,
it don't seem like shits ever going to change.
Sometimes it seems like shit aināt doing nothing but getting worse.
Sometimes when I look in the mirror,
I really despised what I see,
ācause pride, strength, honor, love and life
they don't seem to have a whole lot to do with me.
Feels like something went wrong with me a long time ago,
something inside me way deep down died,
but I can't remember when.
I just don't know where the fuck I went wrong...
What's life but a river of tears anyway?
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit
I've got nothing left,
I await for the angel of death...
I've lost too many times,
too many times to count the pain is great....
Let me tell you something,
rock bottom is a sweet fucking dream.
A myth made up by a liar who's despair you can slip into forever.
I've been as low as you can go,
and I guess here at the bottom the only place you can go is up,
but every time I get ahead,
every time I start to get somewhere,
it's seems like someone or something knocks me the fuck back down.
One step forward, two steps back.
I read somewhere that
"Without hope,
Man is but an animal."
I think I've lost hope.
I've got nothing left,
I await for the angel of death...
I've lost too many times,
too many times to count the pain is great....
I'm so fucking tired of being fucked up all the time,
but I can't seem to do it any other way.
Maybe I'm not as strong as you,
but sometimes my fucked up life,
it brings me down when I look around.
My life it aināt made me hard,
it just hardened something way down deep inside of me.
I think it was my humanity.
I want it back.
I wanna feel normal again.
I wanna feel like a human.
I don't wanna be like this no more,
I'm just looking for some kind of shelter or salvation,
or just something to believe in,
or maybe just,
just someone to care.
I've got nothing left,
I await for the angel of death.
I've lost too many times,
too many times to count the pain is great.
I never asked for life,
I wish that at birth I had died.
I tried to drown this hate,
death will be the cure for all this pain.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
I've got nothing left,
I await for the angel of death...
I've lost too many times,
too many times to count the pain is great....
I never asked for life,
I wish that at birth I had died.
I tried to drown this hate,
death will be the cure for all this pain.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
I've got nothing left,
I await for the angel of death...
I've lost too many times,
too many times to count the pain is great....
I never asked for life,
I wish that at birth I had died.
I tried to drown this hate,
death will be the cure for all this pain.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
There's nowhere to turn.
Everyone betrays you.
You can't trust anyone and I'm so fucking paranoid.
I'm always waiting for the fall for the let down.
It's just nobody for sure.
I can't remember when a day's gone by,
that I haven't thought about taking myself out.
I know I ain't shit,
and I know I aināt ever gonna be shit.
I've got no future,
but I think I can deal with it,
I think I can live,
if I can just look at one person,
see them smile at me,
and know that they meant it.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
Every Day,
each fucking day I pray.
I pray to a god that I know does not exist.
For a way,
some fucking way,
some day.
For a way to make my way through this world full of shit.
āRedemption Deniedā
~Blood For Blood