The clock is spinning around
But the time is passing slow
Questions on my mind about were Im supposed to go
Theres two paths you can choose
But only time will let it show
The world is on my shoulders
There's only one road that I know
The road that causes pain
The road that causes hurt
In my heart I know that I want to do Whats good
Alcohol and drugs hide
the feelings from my past
But we both know that is a high
that is never going to last
Its weighing on my mind as these
days are passing by
Everything thats ever happened
has caused my heart to slowly die.
I cover up my saddness with a smile
on my face
It doesn't matter where I go
I always feel so out of place.
I cant think clearly
decisions are very hard
Its many different things that
have my heart severely scarred
So Iwill lay here in my bunk
thinking things out before I leave
Maybe my questions will find
answers to the path that I will lead

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