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The End
I’m lost in the dark
There’s no sign of light
I’m fighting the ranks
Of an endless night
I’m a failure
Marked by blood, sweat and tears
I can’t make it through
Always hindered by these fears
This life gave me everything
Still I’m not pleased
I feel underappreciated
And misunderstood
What do I stand for?
Will I ever do any good?
Please tell me there’s a purpose for me
Or just put me out of my misery
I’m a soldier on the front line
In a battle for my life
Half trying to make it through the day
Half trying to end it all tonight
There’s a devil on my shoulder
Handing out the cyanide
And an angel on the other
Saying, “hold on for the ride”
I can’t take any more of this
I’m hanging by a thread
I’m slipping down this rope now
And I think I’ve hit the end
They say to tear down my walls now
But I’m building them higher
You say it will all be okay
But I call you a liar
I’m a disease
A plague running through the veins
It’s in a rage
Taking my life by the reins
Steering it out of control
Taking its hold
I’m all but perfect
I feel absolutely worthless
I’m a man with no country
A life with no purpose
Please give me the power to feel
Something to believe in
Something real
I’m a soldier on the front line
In a battle for my life
Half trying to make it through the day
Half trying to end it all tonight
There’s a devil on my shoulder
Handing out the cyanide
And an angel on the other
Saying, “hold on for the ride”
I can’t take any more of this
I’m hanging by a thread
I’m slipping down this rope now
And I think I’ve hit the end
I’m lost in the dark
There’s no sign of light
I’m fighting the ranks
Of and endless night
I’m a soldier on the front line
In a battle for my life
Half trying to make it through the day
Half trying to end it all tonight
There’s a devil on my shoulder
Handing out the cyanide
And an angel on the other
Saying, “hold on for the ride”
I can’t take any more of this
I’m hanging by a thread
I’m slipping down this rope now
And I think I’ve hit the end
I think this is the end.
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