| Every morning when I wake
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| Every morning when I wake
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| This is my life everyday
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| This is my life everyday
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| Wake up in the morning, notice something ain’t right
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| 'Cus although the sun is shining, there is no light
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| I open up my curtains, wipe the sleep from my eyes, too tired to realise I’ve
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| lost my sight
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| Blinded by my ignorance, I prepare my self for the day, thinking this sinking
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| feeling will go away
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| As I set off on my track, the little voice in my head says «turn back,»
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| but when I want to turn back it’s too late
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| Darkness surrounds, me drowning me in sorrow, 'cus I know today will be no
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| different from tomorrow
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| Hope is quickly fading, soon I’ll be too far gone for saving, my soul will go
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| and leave my body hollow
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| And still in the face of adversity, I search for an inner strength,
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| try and stand firm with both fists clenched
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| But I can’t find my heart, it’s like the fucking thing’s deserted me,
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| it used to be there, this makes no sense
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| So I pray to a God that I’m not even sure if I believe in
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| To help me in my hour of needing and keep me breathing
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| I pray to this God that created a place called Eden
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| A paradise to put Adam and Eve in
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| But I don’t think he hears me speaking
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| I’m starting to weaken
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| Now I’m reaching for what’s fake
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| Poison in my body to escape
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| Suddenly I’m overwhelmed with optimism, my shoulders no longer feel the weight
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| Yeah, life feels great, but it’s fake
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| It’s fake 'cus I know the smile on my face is only there 'cus I’m too
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| intoxicated to care
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| Inside my soul I can’t find no hope, just a gaping hole where it used to be
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| there
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| An unmendable tear
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| That when I’m sober hurts more than I can bare
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| It just ain’t fair
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| And soon I’ll be back in normality
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| When the poison wears off and my whole bodies aching from the pain of reality
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| The pain of reality, starts to grab at me
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| Love is a fallacy and I’m staring straight at death as it tries take another
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| stab at me
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| I’m down on my knees
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| And I’m begging
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| «Someone hear me, please answer my questions?
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| «Why is my life just one big deep depression?
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| «Is this God’s way of teaching me a lesson?»
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| Forgive me Father for I have sinned
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| This is my confession
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| I do bad things and I don’t know why I do 'em
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| I try to do good deeds but people see right through 'em
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| I can’t ge’t close to no one, 'cus they won’t let me
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| How can I feel like a man if they don’t respect me?
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| Is that my heart I feel starting to sink?
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| As the more I talk, I’m starting to think
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| That maybe I feel this way because of the mistakes I’ve made, and it ain’t got
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| shit to do with no one else
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| I can only blame myself
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| It’s me who’s bad for my health
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| And only I can rectify what is wrong in my life if only I tried a little bit
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| Harder
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| It all comes down to a choice, what would I rather
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| Stay how I am
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| And watch the days get darker or forgive myself? |
| Get on with my life
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| And not
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| Look back after. |