Got trouble in sight
A rebel 'till death
And the grave has lost its meaning once again
I'm loosing my mind
I tried to pretend
And i just can't tear the feelings
From this page
Life's not right, its wrong
Through the wind blown soul
She's not right, She's gone
Days worth fighting for
No doubt in my mind
I'm keeping the faith
But the pictures got me feeding from this pain
What's right for myself
Embracing the will
And I just can't wait to build the past
Is dead
Life's not right, it's wrong
Real as it should
Broken pieces sewn
Days worth fighting for

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