Walk of Life

SOMEONE THERE IS SIGHING
STILL HE TRY IN DIE TRYING
THERE’S BUNCH IN POINTING FINGERS
HE WISH HIS LIFE AWAY

DIG THE HOLE, DIG DEEP
DIG JUST TO MAKE HIS NAME
BUT IT SEEMS BE CRUMBLED
HE LEFT WITH JUST ONE NAME

IT GRIPS HIM, IT STAINS HIM
WELL THE HATE SHAPES HIM
THIS WALK OF LIFE
IS NOTHING, YES I AM!

THEY TRY TO MAKE HIM STAND
WITH HEARTY WORDS TO PLEASE
WAS IS A REAL YOU, OR A DEMON
I WALK INSIDE THIS WALK OF LIFE

HIS FRIEND IS MISERY
HE KEEPS EVERYTHING ALL WITHIN
HEARING ONLY WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR
AND KNOWING ONLY WHAT YOU’VE HEARD

DO NOT EVER BULLSHIT HIM TWICE
OR TWICE YOU MAY GET WORST
GET WHAT IS SAID, KNOWS HIM
ALL THAT’S HIM IS ALL IS ME.