so
full of promise so
much to offer the world
but so
little will to use it you
hide away, trapped in this
ticking time bomb they call your mind that
won't let you rest
you
could have it all if you just
gave it your all
but fuck, man
it's not so simple it's
now a game that's
easily won it's
a battle uphill neverending
and you're
fighting the good fight but
what have you got to show for it
what have you got to show for your life? nothing
these hands they've
helped you amount to...
what?