Aug 11
I awake to a life full of pain.
Destruction seems to follow my every step.
Shame and scorn, my daily bread.
But hope is what I hold on to.
As I not, what my tomorrow holds.
Destruction seems to follow my every step.
Shame and scorn, my daily bread.
But hope is what I hold on to.
As I not, what my tomorrow holds.
For all who feels lost.
There is hope.
I'm waiting for that *** of gold.
Come join hands with.me, as we wait.
There is hope.
I'm waiting for that *** of gold.
Come join hands with.me, as we wait.
