i ran from all my troubles i ran to hide all my fears
i ran to be rid of this anger i ran to shed my tears
bottled up inside me the hate for all my foes
locked up inside this small dark room where only the anger grows
crucified by society on jesus's i am the thorn
i didnt ask for this way of life i didnt ask to be born
"our father who art in heaven hallow be thy name "
i prayed to you for forgiveness but what did i gain
have i found someone to love me have i found someone to care
i prayed to god in my time of need but our lord wasnt there
and so i walk these streets at night i walk down by the dock
lost inside these thoughts of mine i fall over a rock
i curse the name of everyone its everone i hate
to end up a lonley bitter man seems to be my fate
to walk the path of many men to throw my life away
hello depression my old friend are you here to stay ?
isolate myself from the world ignoring all my phone calls
no one understands my pain no one but these four walls
so my friends whos reads this do the best in all you do
cos no one likes to be second best
no one does DO YOU?
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