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The World Was Against Me


The world was against me, but the truth was in my sights

I was aiming for a lie, but everything I said was right

Why couldn't this be different, why can't you understand

I try to grab a rock or tree but all I find is dust and sand

 

Set me free, let me escape, let this awful power show

Release the anger and the hate, now the past is white like snow

I feel the pain, the suffering, the begging doesn't cease

I wonder why you all are meant to bring me to my knees

 

I try to say I'm sorry but the words just won't appear

You won't let me apologize for a world locked in fear

The sorrow and the penance almost knock me to the ground

Just one mistake is all I made, now look what I have found

 

Your voice is howling on the wind, telling me that I have failed

I try to reason with you, but you only curse and wail

The tears are rolling down my cheeks, you can't believe I'm crying

I don't know why I have earned a punishment for trying

 

I wish that I could disappear, let this timeline be done

You can't see my sacrifice, just the pain that I have won

If this is all you see in me, I guess that we are through

Cause nothing I have ever done has earned me praise from you

 

You tell me that I'm slothful and my mother's blood will pay

You tell me that I'm weak but I tell you to go away

If this is what I get, just you tearing me apart

I guess that I'll survive the amputation of my heart.

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