Losing Battle
by Pound For Pound· from For Our Fallen Brothers
Stabbed in the heart once again. Against the odds I'm still here. You tried to write me off. I'm broken but I show no fear. Hanging on by a thread. A losing battle I must fight. I hate what's been done. I live but I'm ready to die. What more do you want from me? You've taken my soul. Killed what's inside. No will to live. Lord take my life. Please end my misery. I've hurt so long. I'll never be the same. All I have is gone. I pray the end is drawing near. My cries of pain no one hears. So wake up and read between the lines. This is no game this is my fucking life! My end is near