Oh God
What have I done?
An absent father made a petulant son
32 years living under the gun
I'm getting sick of trying to be what I could never become
And oh God
What do I do?
Wishing it was coming to me out of the blue
I need a resolution, I came up with a few
Cus every day I wake up I've got something to prove
Giving it up
I've gotta pick up the slack
I'm off track
Cognac turn the vision to black
And I've been trying to keep the past
Hidden under the mask
But with the devil on my back
It's a difficult task
Now you've got me caught in the act
You had me praying for an eggshell
Walking on glass
I tried to keep it all together
Cus I thought it would last
It's only greener on the side
That you water the grass
Cus all that I asked for
Is turning to ashes
When all of my passion
Crumbles around me
Attribute the guilt to
All that surrounds me
When everything comes down
Cus all that I asked for
Is turning to ashes
When all of my passion
Crumbles around me
Attribute the guilt to
All that surrounds me
When everything comes down
There's nothing to die for
There's nothing to die for