don't have the energy To retreat or hold ground or barely to stand Oh, but I feel the sting from fate's cruel hand Hand, hand, hand Hand, hand, hand Hand, hand, hand
anyhow Dealt the cruel hand - born without a chance Dealt the cruel hand - victim of circumstance Dealt the cruel hand - one life to be Dealt the cruel hand
see You can do what you want to me 'Cuz I don't have the energy To retreat or hold ground or barely to stand But I feel the sting from Fate's cruel hand
All he ever wanted was a family Now it?s just one of many broken dreams Nightmare to live Day or darkness So much to give, no one giving to him Now he
Bound by chains Obey every word that they say to me Not only do they hold me down they manipulate the way I think Sometimes they let me free but still
Labyrinth You can?t see, think, feel or hear Are you trapped in there? Your mind?s moving so fast It?s reality, you?ve lost your grasp Let us know if
The one I gave my all was the one who let them fall And never touch another?s hands They will cut and then will drop again They will cut your hands,
You set your standards at forever No one lives at that level A start so strong, you gave so much In no time you were out of touch Do what you want, I
thinks Your life was a pained experience Sometimes I wish that I could find your rage hidden in the roots of this family tree You?ve been dealt a cruel hand
So constructive in your misfortune The mastermind of your own destruction Feeling so small They start to crawl to the shelter of shadows Cast by those
When your soul is trampled Life dismantled What was once in your hands, now too much to handle You begin to rethink everything that you are Inside yourself
Time flies by and you're the only thing that stays on my mind. I can't lie. Forget your face, every day I try. Life in shambles can we agree this is too
Dragging this ball and chain, mirrors and razor blades. When all of this dust clears, can you recognize your face? Pulling all your dead weight, not willing
?ll run from it too I never believed the world could turn on me But that?s just how the world turns Rotations of hurt Steady rotations of hurt Once in the palm of my hand
I had a feeling (that was only once) that my life had meaning. But that doesn't mean too much. I was going places then I never left. Reciting phrases
No comparisons in our lives You?ve never lived a day in your life Where I?ve been and what I?ve seen You could say the same about me but I can live with
place. Insecurities consume my days. Who's against you? Why would they care? I don't have the answers, I just know they are there. Eyes that are constantly staring me down. Hands
