Woke up this morning feeling down, nothing but stress. Feeling like less, wondering where's my happiness. Wondering why, where and when life went astray. Open my eyes each morning to stress another day. But life goes on you gotta keep going through the motions. All though I feel like I'm swimming with anchors in the ocean. Feel no emotion cause all I seem to feel is the struggle. Your life is coasting, but me, feel like I'm in a bubble. Have lots of troubles but most ain't created by me. My source of trouble is friends and sometimes family. I stay alone in hopes to avoid the drama. No Dali Lama, no calm, could this just be my karma. Well, I don't know but it's clear that something's gotta change. I try so hard but It don't, why does it stay the same. I lost my strength, feeling just like an empty shell. Lost who I am, the man in the mirror I can't tell. (Hook) Verse 2 Can't kill the beast he's calling for me. Evils unleashed, deceased demons calling with pleas. Dragons in seas with 7 heads calling upon the the dead. I dread forces of evil that's socially interbred. And led by the blind and the blind don't see the structure. If your deaf to the word you can't see the conductor. Destructor of life, take the good, turn it trife. He'll double down twice, hit a triple then get precise. And swing for the fences, once it's over what has begun. A mental decline, that puts a distance between the son. When the light ain't shinning, it's like swinging a 9 iron. In pitch black as you tee off the nose of a lion. It's simply absurd, to not see what has accrued. Your vision is blurred, eyes wide shut and now concurred. With ways of the word, natural mans, wisdoms deterred. Just understand that salvation isn't deferred. (Hook) When you wake up, in the morning. Do you see him or hear him calling. Are you drifting or falling? Or drowning inside it all an, In this painful world, there's a better way. Just look up to the sky, he'll get you through the day