Uncertian Future
The stress is more then I can take
Living in a artificial place
The burden is to heavy a load to bare
Tracing the lines upon our face
Where are we running to
Whats the purpose of the race
If there no chance for victory
Does that make us a disgrace
I have to concede
Maybe your parents where right
All this stuff we went through
Was the reason that we fight
If I made better choices
We wouldn't be worried here tonight
Yes I want revenge as well
But it won't ease our problems using spite
You have a just reason being scared
Raw emotions feeling bare
Life kicked kicked bloody
No I agree it's not fair
Manipulated and used
As if based on a personal dare
Cold we where betrayed
No they do not care
Running and searching
Trying to tie up loose ends
Even though we feel alone
Let us not forget our friends
Will we make it
Not sure I guess it depends
On the decisions we make
All thats certian is its to late to make amends
Time is confusing
Our direction is unknown
To late to be fixed
The time for that has taken off and flown
We cant not be to proud
Even though we want to make it on our own
We need to listen and use the advice given
Maybe then our path will be shown
D.B. Johnson
Living in a artificial place
The burden is to heavy a load to bare
Tracing the lines upon our face
Where are we running to
Whats the purpose of the race
If there no chance for victory
Does that make us a disgrace
I have to concede
Maybe your parents where right
All this stuff we went through
Was the reason that we fight
If I made better choices
We wouldn't be worried here tonight
Yes I want revenge as well
But it won't ease our problems using spite
You have a just reason being scared
Raw emotions feeling bare
Life kicked kicked bloody
No I agree it's not fair
Manipulated and used
As if based on a personal dare
Cold we where betrayed
No they do not care
Running and searching
Trying to tie up loose ends
Even though we feel alone
Let us not forget our friends
Will we make it
Not sure I guess it depends
On the decisions we make
All thats certian is its to late to make amends
Time is confusing
Our direction is unknown
To late to be fixed
The time for that has taken off and flown
We cant not be to proud
Even though we want to make it on our own
We need to listen and use the advice given
Maybe then our path will be shown
D.B. Johnson
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