You cant put a price on me
on my heart or on my soul...
I never grew up a happy child
i knew something wasn't right...
I f i spent time with these people who say they...
I'll be proven i loser if i listened...
One night I saw an angel, or at least I thought...
Smiling at me greatly, shining from above...
Whats so wrong with being happy?
Or the continuation of joy...
Sword held to the waist,
Cloth worn with pride...
What does sorry mean ?
its only just a word...
I must survive this life I live.
Im on a mission from God...
Most people say they are better then i,
yep just to prove them wrong...
Penetrating my mind, this violence aches
And there's nothing I can do...
We are all so easily
broken and fooled...
Thank You God...