It's been hell on Earth for me to make it this far,
But here I am, and I'm ok.
If I can do it, you sure as hell can.
There are a few things, I wanna say.
Life is only what you make it,
And if you're gunna make it hard that's up to you,
Sometimes it seems like its pre-decided.
But I promise, that it's all about your views.
Words are only a sound,
They mean very little, even when written down.
What matters is what you've found,
Solid stone,
A thing of it's own,
Is just sand and water, I know.
In a world where innocence is quickly claimed,
You need to sit and think, why?
Honestly is there a reason to complain?
Cos who really cares? It's your own life.
Don't ever let me see you cry,
A few bruises, you won't die,
Roll with the punches and you'll find,
A new take on life.
And never let me see you sad,
A simple argument, what's so bad?
No one meant what they said.
Solid stone,
A stength un-told,
Is just sand and water, I know.
Don't ever let anyone say different,
Live your life the way you want,
It's not so difficult,
Everybody hurts.
But words can never hurt you,
You gotta believe me, cos it's true,
And you can be broken in two,
But solid stone,
A thing of old,
Is just sand and water, I know.
