Weeping Skies

I became a mad man in my search for sanity, abandoned further in my search for family, I regained my traction, in my search for amnesty,

but birthed my anarchy so I burn for humanity,

I’m lost, scorned with rejection, so nobody hates me more then my reflection, depression, is what I go through, u think u chose life but has chose you

I’m done, because im told im rotten, everyday popping pills, to solve the problem, everyday promised will but im holding vomit, so everyday getting old and my soles forgotten,

Bad blood, that cant be solved, id give an arm and a leg for a heat and a sole, id give a gasp of breath for a heart of gold, id give it all up, for a heart that’s whole.