How long can I resist the bait
How much more can I tempt my fate
Is there just too much on my plate
In addition to what the past has ate
Can I still break through heaven's gate?
On a presumably clean slate
One side is telling me to wait
But the other says that I'm too late
When can I ever be secure?
I can't find comfort anymore
And I can never really be sure
Just how much more I must endure
Turn my head and back away
And yet the street is still one way
I still have no desire to stay
I must push on and pray
I can turn back one more day
I know that I must stay away
Give me the prize there is to pay
Blacking out, my vision's grey
How can I ever remain pure?
Or figure out what is the cure?
I can never really be sure
Just how much more I must endure
How can I ever remain pure?
Or figure out what is the cure?
I can never really be sure
Just how much more I must endure