Walking down this road who knows who i'll meet.
Drifting past these people, our eyes never leave the street.
If you look into a stranger's eyes you get a glimpse of darkness.
If you look inside yourself you wonder how they'll harm us.
no on is a saint , but everyone's a sinner.
In this little game of life there can really be no winner.
Along this path called life we lose a little more each day.
If you turn the wrong direction again they'll make you pay.
Your blood, sweat, and tears now dripping to the floor.
All your broken hopes & dreams are now scattered out the door.
You find someone to share your heart and all they do is break it.
With all the pain and all the torment it's a wonder how we make it.
We bleed, we spit, we fall apart while cursing out our fathers.
For they are the founders of the broken dreams that have now been laid upon us.
Drifting past these people, our eyes never leave the street.
If you look into a stranger's eyes you get a glimpse of darkness.
If you look inside yourself you wonder how they'll harm us.
no on is a saint , but everyone's a sinner.
In this little game of life there can really be no winner.
Along this path called life we lose a little more each day.
If you turn the wrong direction again they'll make you pay.
Your blood, sweat, and tears now dripping to the floor.
All your broken hopes & dreams are now scattered out the door.
You find someone to share your heart and all they do is break it.
With all the pain and all the torment it's a wonder how we make it.
We bleed, we spit, we fall apart while cursing out our fathers.
For they are the founders of the broken dreams that have now been laid upon us.