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To Win...

Album: a Future Present from the Past...
By:
dingo jr

Duration

3:35

Description

a straight ahead song about failure, addiction, recovery...and hope

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Lyrics

I don't come from privilege, it's a struggle everyday college or a Harley is a dream faraway Mom and Dad would help if she could or he was alive head in hands and on my own it makes me want to cry family isn't providence, it scrounges for a meal hate to ask for help but God!! i need to be healed for all my inconsistencies are spittle in my eye all alone i hang my head wishing i could die one broken belt and a heap on the floor thought it was my time but i know there's more gather all my nothing and put it in a box keep it on a shelf til they fix my mental health... try to find another job where i won't wanna be lord i have to ask myself, what's wrong with me? the function and the form of life cut me like a knife don't mean to complain so much, it's just my way to cope kinda like the needleful that drowned away my hope floating towards Elysium, holes are in my skin knockin on the pearly gates but He won't let me in... gotta stick it out and never stick it in again... get back on the path and find the footprints of my friend the soul that animates my face and steers this lonely ship across the stormy seas of fate, and i intend to win..... I don't come from privilege, it's a struggle everyday college or a Harley is a dream faraway mom and dad would help if she could or he was alive all alone i hang my head, but i don't want to die don't mean to complain so much it's just my way to cope... kinda like the needleful that drowned away my hope floating towards Elysium, holes are in my skin across the stormy seas of fate, and i intend to win.....

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