I walked this cold world
Faced my own grave
It's a never ending struggle
An emotional maze
No peace, no hope
I saw my life at the end of the rope
Looked like a never ending pain
I thought things would never change
I stood at the end of the road
Until I set my eyes on hope
My soul pushed into wickedness
Trapped in situations with the noose around my neck
Time is running out
The sand is at the bottom of the hour gla**
Time is running out
Face my fears, overcome my doubts
Hard times; I refuse to go back
I fought through things that I will never forget
I lived to see another day
But things never seemed to go my way
A constant struggle, and endless stress
Suffocate in my own mess
Give me rest, God give me rest
Shoved to the side
Judged by the eye of ignorance
This is the last time I'll be buried in your hate
This has made me the man I am today
Taste your words before you spit your hate
I won't live trapped in your cage