Lately my life seems so sad
It's like I'm living a bad dream I had
Wishing boney hands would take me away
And I know no matter what I do
I'm going to be the weaker ox of the two
Pulling the weight of the world

I have to be me I have no choice
I don't want to use my sunken voice
Cause now I'm walking dirty streets
The filth is all I seem to smell these days
I've lost it all I don't think you could imagine the ways
That I have slumped to very hard

Because I know life hurts
And I know you're supposed to feel some strain
But I'm cutting flesh like a bloody mess
And I'm stuck being punished and I'm feeling caned

Joy seems to be like a distant mirage
I keep on walking and it walks in front
I need a laso to catch that ray
I would seem I lead that bloodhound to myself
I ain't blaming it on anybody else
But I just want another chance