On my chair
Reminding myself
The existance of mind
And that I still can see
That im not blind
And I can still chose
That I can still think
And still can refuse
Remind me of pride
And of to say no
Of when to stop
And when to get up and go
Of guts and fear
And of saltiest tears
Of be judged and judge
And angry and sad
Of being calm as the night
And of the blood thats so red
Of all my love
That I already gave
Of my own body to lay in my grave
Of broken hearts
I broke by my eyes
Of bleeding heart
With the blood of mine
Of nights of fire
And lakes of wine
Of cruel betrayels
Broken promisses
Of death and sorrow
of the ones I miss
Of angry hatred
And stupid games
Of All I Had Oncce
And Now Dont Have