Somewhere, Someone Says it’s Ok
The truth comes
once you don't give
a fuck anymore
That's when shit
gets real
But what you have to
go through
to get to that place
how many times
can you break
your own heart
after its already
been ravaged
and nothing left behind
to be mended...
'Cuz there's some things
that just can't be fixed.
And I battle myself
almost every waking hour
Raising up demons
of my self-creation
It's a pitiful attempt of a war,
my heart's not really into it
but there I am
creating myself
and
destroying myself
over and over and
over
again.
Now I'm just tired
and I don't give a fuck
I already know I can't win,
'cuz there's no such thing
as sin
but I continue my struggle
again
'cuz if there's no hell
full of devils
collecting my payments
for their den,
how will I ever get to heaven,
a heaven you might
live in.
A heaven that won't exist
unless there's an Evil
to excuse me for my sins.