It might seem like a waste of time,
but don't you question your
own purpose made up in your mind.
It doesn't seem that it's adding up to all I said, that little voice that's in my head keeps screaming, keeps yearning, burning inside.
And I owe my life to all those times I tried. And sometimes it hurt so bad I thought I'd die.
Don't tell me to follow your way,
Like I always say, "fools fall away"
you can't see all that in my head. Try walking in my shoes instead.
And I owe my life to all those times I tried. And sometimes it hurt so bad I thought I'd die.
