Forgive me father for i have filled this void reserved for you with hate forgive me father for i am uncapable of accepting what i can not change when
In a dying world a species unworthy takes its throne. i ask where did we go wrong or was the infection been their from the start. has the introduction
How many times will it take me to get it right how many lies will be spoken and how many will i have to fight to make a name to stake my claim i want
we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for
forever Give it all a try, each and each day I pray Oh girl, yes I pray Please come back Baby come back to me Remember how it used to be Without you
hell But a child without his dad has got me hiding in my shell Got me shikin in my boots to see them face this world alone Are the strong enough to
on my live long days And pray my children don't live this way Yet I'm still a slave, trapped in the world of a slave I'm still a slave [Chorus x2]
world is searching for Here, right here, my dear I don't have to look no more And all my days, I hope and I pray For somemone just like you to make me
thug never could Like a God, Like a King, Like a Soldier at War Who knew the cost of dying, and all that it was for All for us, who would never feel his
the earth will cry from a stone And you'll be lookin' at the world livin' inside of a dome Comperized humanity living inside of a clone This is the place
my cause Hey yo this world is a pool of sharks But I'm the animal right when I stand up for myself and bark And this year I gotta go all out for it I'
a present perfect world And you may wonder to yourself Does anyone really know what else could ever matter? But the Man with His hand On the hammer Wears a
supposed to rise? The more I try [Klondike Kat] I see this world is on its last leg like nobody cares Can't even pray to god without snapping my prayers
of a black and white mosaic Today Manhattan burned and summer leaves without a trace Besides a cloud of smoke and sour smell in outer space Without a
I stay on the grind When it's time to go to Heaven I don't pray I'm in line I'm a hundred percent positive I'm waiting for mine Ain't no ifs, ands, or
For the foolish lies and all the times that you've cried For the times that I said things I really didn't mean Basically for my entire existence as a
trying hard to stay high Just chase in the wind, trying hard to stay high I pray for a place in the sun, and all I got was grey skies I pray for a place
start it I'm a finish Picture paragraph indented, thinkin that I'm timid I'm in the book of Guiness for leaving all my pray attended And a niggas ass for