From the moment I was born
They told me I was lost
I had to pay the price
Before I knew the cost
They made me work for money
They told me how to live
They didn’t care If I was happy
Or if I bought in to the myth

For my sins they gave me life  
I didn’t ask for it
They gave me alcohol
To numb the wounded spirit
It put me on my knees
And I began to pray
Would you love me if I was good
Or would you hate me if I was gay

When I got to the end
There was nothing left
Except for whispers from illusions
And the certain call of death
As the final sunsets
The voices fade in my head
I understand the emptiness
Of everything they said