In life I walk a dark road,
I don't walk it alone,
but with my most trusted friends,
The path is marked with a glowing light,
It leads to who I want to be,
Who I need to be,
The golden road is surrounded,
By a black mist,
That mist is bad things distractions,
That will lead me astray from the path like a loveing call,
The darkness will devour you,
If you give into the temptations along the way,
That's why in life you have friends at your side,
When you are about to step in to the black,
They pull you back,
Back to the golden path,
Because the know who you want to be,
And that's not a not another,
Damned soul not a,
Fool living and feeding on the sadness,
Pain, and hate of others,
You want to be happy,
They know.
You know.
You know that with there help you will be.
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