Another day turned to shit
Here we go again
The same old story
A broken heart or busted lip
When will it end
This inner torture
I dont know how much more I could take
When will my luck begin to change
Simple agony is the worst
I'm feeling cursed
Just like the black sheep
Ostracised from the herd
I'll take no more
I choose my destiny
Now I will go and make my own way
Looks like my luck has begun to change
Through all this time I thought
I could not change my fate
With my slipping sanity
I forged my shackles and chains
With the waking sunrise
I find the strength to carry on
My bonds are then burned away
And my fate is my own
I sailed through my darkest dreams
Into the shining sea
And on the horizon
Lies the land of peace
WOAH!