Under construction. This song needs to be reworked and rerecorded.
Living in Mexico City
I have come to be
A man of dignity
Though there are days
When I have prayed
For my soul to be
Cleansed in purity
Washed in the sun
That’s shining down
Enter my breakdown
Into my hole
I have come to be
A man of integrity
Though some days lost
In my thoughts
And they come to see
The atrocities
That lay before
My open door
Enter my breakdown
Into my hole
And now I sleep
With the lost dreams in my head
And now I weep
For all my dreams that lay dead
All my good intentions
Never changed anything
They failed to mention
Any of this to me
Peace has come to me
My mental ability
Has been forgone
But not for long
In reality
My insecurity
Has control
Has been made whole
Enter my breakdown
Into my hole