Stomping through the mudd, not giving a fuck, Going through life like I can't do it twice. Eyes on fire, heart pounding like a war drum, Breaking every chain that tries to hold me down. Down with the sound, the sound of the echo Of the life I can't let go. Shadows in my mind, they creep and they flow, Tearing at the edges of the life I used to know. A life that won't leave because I said so, Even if I'm quiet and tippy toe, it still won't go. Dragging chains in silence, but my fire still glows, Lighting up the wreckage of the path I chose. The memories hit so hard that it gave me a bloody nose. Thoughts that stop… and froze… froze to the bone, You can look and tell that nobody is home. Alone to violently quiver, the only feeling I could feel is this cold and shiver. I've always been a lover and a giver, But these days all I can see is being a sinner. Torn between the light I crave and the night I deliver, Walking through my shadows like a lone-born river. A river that I drowned in, at the same time with my head pounding, The regrets are sounding, like they're tearing down my back door And stuck in my head forevermore. For rich or poor, keeping my ass sore. Shit, fuck, I don't want this anymore. But even in the wreckage, in the ache and the gore, A spark fights the darkness, whispering “there’s more.” Mouth is dry, my head is hollow. This life I chose is hard to swallow, But I'm still here, full of fear, have no idea what tomorrow is gonna bring. That's why I feel so troubling. Even though I don't know the meaning, painting the picture of someone that does, Even though it's seeming. I just gotta learn to do instead of just dreaming.
