Everything i've ever believed in
Is crashing down in my face
I stand empty handed
I stand empty handed
mighty confused and dazed
Helplessly witnessing it all
slipping through my fingers
Except loneliness
Stinging me as it lingers
This dark tunnel isn't showing
Any sign of light
my quest for thrill has perhaps
Led to my sorry plight
Turns out that all my principles
Have been and continue to be distorted
The grand mess that my life has become,
Makes me wonder, if it will ever get sorted!
Makes me wonder, if it will ever get sorted!
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