I can give and I can run until there is nothing left and then at my end what solace will appear? What should I expect? Broken and a mess. Cliche words but fit my profile best.
I feel sorry for those who have wrung these words so there's no colours left because you can't climb the mountain when the truth comes crashing down on you.
I can live and I can love until there is nothing left and then at my end I wonder if my solace will appear.
I hate this world that I see today. But I still know it can be beautiful in every way We all have ugly days I hate this world that I see today But I still know it can be beautiful in every way
Do you know what it's like to be bested Have you lost have you fought & not won Do you know what it's like to be tested Do you know what it's like to overcome
I can fake and I can hate until there is nothing left and then at my end what solace will appear? What should I expect? Broken and a mess. Cliche words that crush my fucking chest.
I hate this world that I see today. But I still know it can beautiful in every way. We all have ugly days. I hate this world that I see today But I still know it can be beautiful in every way. We all have ugly days.
(Explanation - Don't focus on the negatives out of your control. Keep your head held high, believe in yourself.)