I try, try not to get too down on myself While on the process we got lives on the line The deeper I get intro this fight I cry myself to sleep thinking what I shoulda coulda done I never I had a chance Oh no don't get me wrong We got the tools to do good But when all's said and done I close my eyes I try to shot 'em out I close my eyes pretend to hear no sound I close my visualize this is paradise I close my heart my conscience is my price Your world just stops It's getting harder and harder to feel Just waiting, buying time Looking for answers till I know what's real It don't feel the same will I heal Will I ever be the same I hope I will Keep telling yourself the world's gonna be just fine Ya'll playing by the rules but I'm gonna live by mine How did we ever get to this point of such distraction? No excuses take the money and run run run I search my soul thinking what I shoulda coulda done Crunch time About time I prepare myself For that long climb upon my knees from the bowels of hell But I've had some recent practice swimming against the tide Redemption's a lonely road but someone's gonna try Thirty pieces of silver to reclaim my soul I'll sing high to the heavens my luck the gates will still be closed... still be closed...