Its Coming Back On Me

I've grown such a great tolerance for pain Until it's become a normal emotion It give the feeling of walking naked in the rain Just to clear your head of the world of commotion It hard accepting things for what they are But we roll with the punches Identify lost due to scar after scar Cause life hands stuff down in bunches Still back on your feet after all fight is gone Life hanging by the gallows Dumbfounded by where you ever went wrong And now Abandoned by even your shadow