Pinned to the ground.
Funny how no one is around.
I’m screaming but don’t make a sound.
My chains get heavy as I wander for days.
Saying the same shit, but tryna rephrase.
Stuck in the same old fucked up ways.
I’ve become a slave to my sins.
I hear the devil laugh as he watches me and grins.
Then he tells me he’d like to be friends.
I’m weak, I’m heavy, these chains really hurt. ...
Some days I want to forgive you for the things you’ve done.
Or haven’t done.
But I’m finally realizing something.
I don’t even care anymore.
Sure, I forgive you.
But I will never be able to forgive myself.
I guess it’s only right to thank you.
For forcing my ignorant eyes to open and see reality for what it is.
Only a fool could be so naive.
Maybe it’s just wishful thinking.
Who knows...