Weary Souls
What to say what to think
These circumstances are pushing me to the brink
of all that I know, of all that I will be
what is it that defines me?
I push and i shove
to earn my place up above
i can show u a place where the vultures nest
wear all the weary souls come to rest
where hope is a dream of despair
nothing can compare
all that we should fear is fear
the memories will drag you right down hear
where all the light is lost
and we all pay a very big cost
I fight for a better day
and search for another way
but how can i stay in this place
when it all seems like a big rat race
every day i fall and fade away
and every day i cannot find my way
and every single day my demons beg me to stay
for another round of pain
and to see who can gain
the right to feel happiness again
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