I spent my years believing in the good that's from within some philosopher along the way considers it a man's concience. but I've grown weary of making the same mistakes, defacating on everything where I once found grace, but yeah I still get up and try(though I deny) to make the most of my life. causeup here I feel I have a message to deliver(though to deaf ears).
Whoa-oh I just started to believe, but now I see reality no matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone no one to trust nothing to call my own. I spent the last two years believing in a bottle and a drink. what fills me with ecstasy will soon make my hands shake and it's no different than anything else in life within the good comes ot the bad take it or leave it as you like, whoa-oh I just started to believe, but now I see reality. no matter the thousands surrounding me, I will always be alone no one to trust nothing to call my own. I spent my years believing in the good that's from within, but I've grown weary of making the same mistakes.
