I sit here locked inside my room, the rain is pouring down//
I keep on fighting with my thoughts, it's probably boring to you now//
It's just a story that I tell, and I'm gonna speak it loud//
'Til my voice is strained and gone, I can't afford to put it out//
I gotta set the record straight, what goes around will come around//
When you do not see it coming, it will take you to the ground//
It will drag you by the legs, it will hang you upside down//
And leave you broken as a man, like a crab without it's shell//
Inside my heart there is a void and I can't help but be annoyed//
'Cause I am tortured by these people that I used to call my boys//
Everybody that I trusted, they played me like a toy//
I was just rusted to the core, there ain't no way I was enjoyed//
I got no problems with commitment, except when I'm employed//
But I just try to make a difference, I don't try to dissapoint//
I want this pain to be diminished, taken down and be destroyed//
'Cause reminiscin' is a bitch that I just wish I will avoid//
COPYWRIGHT: Steven Spagnuolo 2008
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