I wrote a lot in high school, and now am lost in where my life is going. |
A man may be good and kind
And always do what's right...
Can't you feel the anger growing?
Ever seeing...
You were my life those years ago, when I first met...
And then became my hope, my light, first love is...
You were my life those years ago, when I first met...
And then became my hope, my light, first love is...
So much evil deep within
All the love mixed with the sin...
A battle lost, a battle won
All alone without the sun...
Can't you feel the anger growing?
Ever seeing...
Twisting, turning
Yearning, burning...