From your birth-
Begin your wilting/Waiting for dreams-
To become reality-
But in the end, does it really make a fuck-
If you never win, never lose, never choose-
To keep your head above the dirt-
And it's the same old song and dance...

All-Your-Life-You-Hope-Pray-Wishing
But it's not the you that you want to be
Six-Feet-Down-Face down-below the darkness
You can't see the forest for the trees

Time goes on-
Nothing ever picks up your feet
You fall into a black hole
As depression kicks in, full of sin
Would you really want to hurt those around you
What could have led you to murder
Murder

All-Your-Life-You-Hope-Pray-Wishing
But it's not the you that you want to be
Six-Feet-Down-Face down-below the darkness
You can't see the forest for the trees


Lyrics submitted by slipvayne94bm

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