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The War

Broken Spirit on an open war zone
the reminiscing state of mind seems to own me
the thoughts I have are not my own
bloodshot eyes, I struggle to walk, I struggle to see
(CHORUS)
weary legs but the war keeps coming. Its not my choice, I must fight alone.Keepin the pain inside so tempted to fall.

At a knee and I can't get up
gravity of hate holding me down
why must life be so rough?
face in the dirt, confined to the ground
remember the words I scream to you now
this may be my last chance to say
when you're lost and no where to be found
only your strength will push you through the day
(repeat chorus)
Is it too late to defeat my fate?
Is it enevitable that I must fall?
Am I crumbled and consumed by hate?
I've reached my limits, I can't breach this wall
(repeat chorus)
hate uprooted all the good seeds I've sown