Days go by like a blur
With no motivation to Stir me.
I can't be responsible for my actions
Because my daunting lifestyle is uncontrollably haunting.
I may be nothing but a shadow lost...
With no sight, no voice, but that's just the cost.
I may be nothing but an Angel lost...
With no guidance, no morality, but that's just the cost.
All my roads lead to one destination,
So I spend my days practicing procrastination.
Because when I'm by myself, I feel like I'm in hell,
So I only have one thing to tell.
That no matter how many times I come to a bend in the road,
It will always be my end!
