Life

Scared of what tomorrow holds So we have doubts about fate Because we don't want to believe That we can't change the horrid reality Scared we have to live a worn path And we can't create our own Now were mad that we were born So we stop trying to change An begin to beg for change Hit the streets as thugs and bums Ashamed to look up at gods or even nuns Excuses created …showed first 75 words of 126 total…

…showed last 75 words of 126 total…An begin to beg for change Hit the streets as thugs and bums Ashamed to look up at gods or even nuns Excuses created and fronts put up Afraid to show fear To any other peer Show weakness an lose respect So you remain in a cautious state Never putting the truth on the plate Swear you makin it But never worked hard for shit I guess that's why you're here Asleep by train tracks.