I refuse to stay on my knees rotting for nothing
With every ounce of strength and every promise made
I'm in hell
I'm still bitter and this seat is where i'll stay
Here's to opportunity that came and went
I know it's small. I know it's not worth the hours spent
There's a godless desolation in the golden state
Thanks to you i dream no more
I pray to the sky that you become a product of your damnation
I could sit and beg for days on end
Leaving me nowhere to go
I'd rather see your skin crawl
I just hope you too are left with nothing at all
And to my satisfaction, you're still face down