this is just me rambling
my whole life is a game; now i'm gambling
what'll happen when i roll the dice
will i make with a heart full of ice
ice cold, like the shoulders that i get
this life won't work i bet
they say don't fret
cause you havent' seen anything yet
your young and time is on your hands
but that don't matter if i haven't the energy to stand
pick my self up and
nothing's close at hand
i live this life with pain
Is every thing i do in vain?
leaving marks scars and a stain
of blood, that says i failed
and everyone i cared got up and bailed
someone save me from this hell
don't stand back and say oh well!
get out of this cell!