| All the odds are against you.
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| This is a test of strength.
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| Will you contest till the end, or will you hang up the white flag?
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| So I ask myself, what if everyone you love was hanging by a thread but every
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| ounce of strength you have still won’t be enough, what can you do?
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| With all the pressure weighing down on you like iron rain, will you fail or
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| somehow pull them in?
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| The overwhelming self defeat, the promises I failed to keep, the ever growing
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| lack of faith consumes me and it can’t be undone.
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| I tried the best that I could but inside these walls it’s just never enough.
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| You could be leaving and I wouldn’t know.
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| As I think back to how it once was, the pressure was still there.
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| I was building myself up to watch it all fall but no one seemed to care because
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| they couldn’t see all the pressure weighing down on me like iron rain.
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| I just bit my tongue and hung my head.
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| The overwhelming self defeat, the promises I failed to keep, the ever growing
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| lack of faith consumes me and it can’t be undone.
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| I tried the best that I could but inside these walls it’s just never enough.
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| If I keep bending I will break.
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| If efforts not enough, I’ll keep bending till I break.
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| If efforts not enough then I’ll hang up the white flag |