Huddled in a corner, unseen by a world so fast There lies a trampled figure, with eyes of smokey glass Searching for a future, distorted by the past Shattered in an instant by a shot too good to last
Chorus: Pushing, pulling, pressures crushing Running harder to get away Time nears reaping death’s doors greeting Slipping further to dismay
Delirium rules an innocent life, a diet of tears and dope The strangling grip of a punctured fain, a life of faded hope Looking to the needle now, looking to the rope The light flickers weakening, unable now to cope
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Oh lord, I am a burnt up offering High on desolation My God too long have I been shadowed by my fears Your love is way beyond all Human comprehension I pray that you’ll kill the pain And wipe away the tears