my life packed in my guitar case
I left without a plan
I tire of being life's punching bag
I'm running out of sand
I'm tired of trying to please them all
it all just makes me sick
but when I try to stand my ground
I'm taken for a *****
since I found my serenity
they try to walk all over me
emerging from a life of sin
they all forgot just where I've been
I've really had about enough
they think I won't still **** them up
I'm wiser than I used to be
but there is still a beast in me
deep down I'm still the kinda guy
that you don't want to test
those same old demons still reside
right now they're just at rest
I've found a source of courage, too
that don't mean I'm not scared
I'm standing at the gates of hell
this time I came prepared
I still walk down the darkened path
but now I'm not alone
I've God and Satan by my side
wherever I may roam
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 2:39 PM UTC
my life packed in my guitar case
I left without a plan
I tire of being life's punching bag
I'm running out of sand
I'm tired of trying to please them all
it all just makes me sick
but when I try to stand my ground
I'm taken for a *****
since I found my serenity
they try to walk all over me
emerging from a life of sin
they all forgot just where I've been
I've really had about enough
they think I won't still **** them up
I'm wiser than I used to be
but there is still a beast in me
deep down I'm still the kinda guy
that you don't want to test
those same old demons still reside
right now they're just at rest
I've found a source of courage, too
that don't mean I'm not scared
I'm standing at the gates of hell
this time I came prepared
I still walk down the darkened path
but now I'm not alone
I've God and Satan by my side
wherever I may roam
