How long can I resist the bait How much more can I tempt my fate Is there just too much on my plate In addition to what the past has ate Can I still break through heaven's gate? On a presumably clean slate One side is telling me to wait But the other says that I'm too late When can I ever be secure? I can't find comfort anymore And I can never really be sure Just how much more I must endure Turn my head and back away And yet the street is still one way I still have no desire to stay I must push on and pray I can turn back one more day I know that I must stay away Give me the prize there is to pay Blacking out, my vision's grey How can I ever remain pure? Or figure out what is the cure? I can never really be sure Just how much more I must endure How can I ever remain pure? Or figure out what is the cure? I can never really be sure Just how much more I must endure