I'm done with life I’m ready for death.
I'm ready for the cold when nothing is left.
I'm tired of guilt I'm ready for blame.
I'm ready for prize at the end of this game.
I've seen family fall i lived through it all,
but I'm ready to go back and break down this wall.
My life is like a war a battle everyday;
I get reinforcements but they never seem to stay.
I try so hard to win this war
but I've never done anything like this before,
everything's new nothings the same.
I realized this is an endless game.
I need more strength to lift myself up
and brush off all this ******* dust.
You never know what tomorrow brings,
no matter what the bird still sings.
The birds might chirp the song still plays;
but its still a war in the end of these days.