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The saddest of stories,
They have their light,
In this tragic story of thousands of lives,
Effecting one man,
There was no end,
Of the same broken heart,
Lying, Betrayal, Backstabbing,
No truth,
No end.

In this struggle we call life,
Every man is left to fend for himself,
Some come to win,
Many to gain,
And as rare as they are some want to help,
A person like this,
Would become,
My best friend.

I’ve lost more then most will ever know,
Love, friends, homes,
On the material side,
Too much - and it hardly shows.

I think the man to say,
It’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all,
Is a fraud,
Because these memories,
They never fade.

I gave my heart and my soul,
And what does a man like me have to show,
Even the pictures were burned,
How was I to know.

If I knew everyone was equal,
In the amount of happiness they would own,
In their lifetime,
I would have kept some for my later years,
I would have kept some for my later years.

That night on Boston has me down,
What could have been,
What’s happened now,
A perfect night,
From happiness to void,
What’s happened now,
Why aren’t you here.

I was disturbed as a child - I’m distubed as a man,
But what can I do - I just do what I can,
Last stop get off the bus - But I can’t,
I just wanna ride - Until it gets too late,
The line stops running - And I have to meet my fate.

These problems - They just follow me,
If I wasn’t the man I am - The would swallow me,
It doesn’t matter what I say - Can’t you see,
No matter how many are near - There’s no resolution to what’s facing me.

I’ve seen devil as a child - And met him as a man,
I can’t run from lucifer - No matter how old I am,
Hell does it’s best to follow me - But I do what I can,
I can’t run fast enough - No matter how old I am,
There’s no point running - I already did what I can.

The resoultions - They kinda bother me,
Make the impossible possible - Doesn’t make sense you see,
Growing up with pops - He always spoke to me,
Do the best that you can - Be the best man that you can be,
So I do the best that I can - But I’m lost at sea,
Did so many circles - Nearly fell down and now what’s left of me,
Suddenly I start to think - It’s so clear to me.

I met my father as a child - But knew him as a man,
He reigned this hell - So I do what I can,
Despite him saying he will always do what he can,
I take two steps back from the devil dressed as a man,
I could have ended up like him,
I would have been trapped and damned,
History repeats it’s self - If you don’t make a stand,
I was lost as a child - Now I’m lost as a man.

Hah.

Psychoanalyze this shit,
But the message is too deep,
With my last dying breath,
I still won’t accept defeat,
With my last dying breath,
You still won’t see what I see.

You see what you fail to see,
Is that we aren’t just kids from the street,
You see what you fail to see,
Is that we are more then soldiers,
You see what you fail to see,
Is this is never over.

Break us down one by one,
When we’re alone and sleeping,
Attack us when we’re down,
That’s your only chance of winning,
But if we all stand up,
Your only chance of survival,
Is that you all get up,
And run for your fucking lives.