Satanic Surfers - Blood On The Sidewalk lyrics

This refusal to grow up, running around in circles, going to sleep, waking up with this constant doubt "Am I making the right choice or am I just accepting what others say life is all about?" So there he stands in front of a broken window with bleeding knuckles, at his own reflection He looks at himself in disbelief Looking back on his life, was it worth it? With his eyes staring down into the ground instead of looking forward He clenches his fist, picks up another bottle to k** the questions and soothe the pain all he leaves behind is this stain...of blood on the sidewalk With a broken spirit and sold out dreams, he wakes up and washes the dried tears from his face "I know now that I made the wrong choice, but the choice was never mine to make in the first place" So there he stands in front of a broken mirror with bleeding knuckles, gazing at his own reflection He looks at himself in disbelief Looking back on his life, was it worth it? With his eyes staring down into the ground instead of looking forward He clenches his fist, swallows another pill to k** the questions and soothe the pain... and in time the rain will wash away the memories that remain of a man who came and left leaving nothing but a stain...of blood on the sidewalk