Always the voice of reason but what happens when that voice is dead and gone? Always portray what I'm feeling even if it's at the worst of things. Push me to comprehend what it is you see but I can only understand who I choose to see. Sick of always reaching to help someone else I feel like I'm leading myself straight to hell. I've laid myself down one too many times sick of taking the fall time after time condemned to suffer from your actions I have matured you will have to face this jury alone in my world.. The thoughts that cloud my head have come to set me free from re-existing once again but this time it's for me. I walk the streets it took me so long to find my way. I walk on these empty streets it took me so long...I walk on these empty streets it took me so long to find my way back home. Alone here I stand. But am I a better man?
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