Here we go again,It's another day.
Wishing all the pain & stress
Would just fly away.
But instead these demons steady fight to stay.
And I've almost lost the strength to get down and pray.
If you listen hard
Then you'll get the message.
I can't take much more of life's trials and lessons.
And on top of that,
You got good men confessin',
When they need to come with me, and just make a record.
But that's just how life goes,
So I sit and write as another good one goes.
I can't cry anymore,
The doctor said the other day
The stress is making my heart sore.
So what the fuck can I do?
Try to get noticed by someone just like you.
Maybe you can tell a friend.
And I can have some peace of mind
Before my life ends.