I live a life of sin while I walk through life
surrounded by people posing as manikins
all these empty promises filled with lies
all my unfulfilled dreams now slowly die
and all thats left is the grief and the question why
as I wonder and doubt and gaze up at the sky
I struggle to find where to begin because
no one really realizes how hard its been
my morals and patients all worn thin
sometimes I wanna give up on it all
I have a hard time standing things
I pray for the answers, I guess
I'd like to see what understanding brings
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