LAST QUARTER
Everyone I love has died or left me behind
Somehow I still find a way to get up and smile
I Roll on like a mangled wheel
Somehow I still find a way to get up and smile
I Roll on like a mangled wheel
No matter what they do to me
In spite of what the world puts on my shoulders
I won’t be buried under the silence of my tears
In spite of what the world puts on my shoulders
I won’t be buried under the silence of my tears
This world will hear me
These demons will fear me
Those witches will burn
These demons will fear me
Those witches will burn
Everyone has knocked me or kicked me when I’m down
Somehow I still find happiness in pain
I march on like a foot soldier
Somehow I still find happiness in pain
I march on like a foot soldier
No matter how they stab my back
In spite of what the world shoves in my face
I won’t be consumed by my worries and fears
In spite of what the world shoves in my face
I won’t be consumed by my worries and fears
This world denies me
These demons haunt me
Those witches mock me
These demons haunt me
Those witches mock me
Everyone I love is dead and gone
Somehow I still hold out hope for a savior
I play on with my last quarter
This game called life is not over
Somehow I still hold out hope for a savior
I play on with my last quarter
This game called life is not over
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