a lonely spirit guides me through these troubled times too late for me to hide from the crap that defines my life but i do things on my own, follow no one, try to break free this way helped me grow stronger and the spirit in which i believe will remain forever strong
free spirit
I use my spirit to numb the pain to handle fears and overcome the free spirit to survive in this fight struggle alone to win i won't fall in line
from my childhoods hour I haven't been as others were I haven't seen like others saw I could not get my passion from a common spring receive my strength from anger and rage from thunder and storm in which I'll try to find my home and all I loved I loved alone
I'm sick of all the hate I'm sick of all those talking shit I'm sick off all you backstabbers I'm sick of all you fair-weather friends
in every move I made I follow no one, I'll strike hard in every move I made I do things on my own Free Spirit