How do you define or explain everything that has happened in your life and where you have been?
Its like your story is in your footprints and your gun is your twin.
How can we even manage to walk and think? Or even clear our heads?
If all we worry about is who's in the shadows and how we're gonna make our next bread?
How will we ever have a safe place to rest our heads or clear our minds?
If this world has become so corrupt and untrust-worthy your even scared to be kind?
How can find clarity? Is there anything left in this world sacred?
Were slowly stripped from our innocence as life corrupts our souls and hearts are left naked,
Against this cruel world.
