Victim of my own mistakes

there was a man

who had it all laughed in the face of ruin failure would not take him on

he carried his own blue print

all his fans they cheered him on loved what he was doing and on the day the music died

questions began to loom here

what have i done

what have i become

i always play the victim of my own mistakes feels like im hanging from a cross

losing my mind

crying out for god

hes not here for for me not here with me

now that im dying on the cross

dying on the cross

aaaah

too bad to late to much today

tomorrows promises wont be promised any more

when i inject myself with the hell im in

take my pain and do it all again

noone else to blame for my down fall

what have i done who have i become

why do i

always play the victum of my own mistakes feels like im hanging from a croos

losing my mind

crying out for god hes not here for for me not here with me

now that im dying on the cross

dying on the cross

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im not gonna die here alone

there was a man

who had it all laughed in the face of ruin failure could not take him on

follows his own blueprint

what have i become

what have i done who have i become

why do i

always play the victum of my own mistakes feels like im hanging from a croos

losing my mind

crying out for god hes not here for for me not here with me

now that im dying on the cross

dying on the crods