Dirge For The Fallen
Mom I'm a creature now
I kush all day everyday
Liquor has offered me succor
In the midst of my stormy sorrow
I'm not afraid of facing tomorrow
But I'm afraid if the life um living
Only left with me to believe in
Smile because um still Believing
I want to quit
Be the son you want
But I can't
Cause I always want
I'm kissing my youth goodbye
Ever optimistic like the tidal waves
God left me long ago
If you turn back on me i understand
I'm writing this tears filling my eyes
I can't help it cry cause all I ever wanted was to reach for the skies
Only man made out of dust
Beaten down no longer robust
I fell off don't be disappointed
For I am already disappointed
In my self and everything
You will never see the world through my eyes
I have become a wild flower with thorns
Not by choice but by time and chance
If I keep on failing I will sell my soul for the highest bid
I will roam soulless but immortal
I love you mom but I can't stop
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