I walked this cold world Faced my own grave It's a never ending struggle An emotional maze No peace, no hope I saw my life at the end of the rope Looked like a never ending pain I thought things would never change I stood at the end of the road Until I set my eyes on hope My soul pushed into wickedness Trapped in situations with the noose around my neck Time is running out The sand is at the bottom of the hour gla** Time is running out Face my fears, overcome my doubts Hard times; I refuse to go back I fought through things that I will never forget I lived to see another day But things never seemed to go my way A constant struggle, and endless stress Suffocate in my own mess Give me rest, God give me rest Shoved to the side Judged by the eye of ignorance This is the last time I'll be buried in your hate This has made me the man I am today Taste your words before you spit your hate I won't live trapped in your cage