Carcer City - The Constant Struggle

Welcome to the real world.
I remember when life was so simple.
At what point was the blindfold stolen?
Innocence, Stolen,
Welcome to the real world…
…and the sky falls down in pieces,
the shattered remains of a world we used to know.
Wake up.
Everything I love is fading when every step has a price.
Everything you know is changing.
Now you're on your own.
I feel like the tight-rope walker, keeping the balance - but for how much longer?
I still can't see the other side.
I never thought I'd find myself like this
I can almost taste the failure on my lips.
Everything I love is fading when every step has a price.
Everything you know is changing.
Now you're on your own.
You're on your fucking own.
Sometimes I feel like giving up,
Let the waters over take us. And I will be forgotten,
Return to nothing…
…but I've come too far to let that happen.
Now I'm the spirit of the lost and the broken.
The constant struggle of this life I have chosen.
No hand to guide me, no light in the darkness,
Scared to death but never hopeless.
Push on.
I must push on.
We're the spirits of the lost and the broken,
Scared to death but never hopeless.
I've lost count of the days, I've lost count of the miles I've walked this path unpaved.
How much further until the end?
I've lost count of the days, I've lost count of the miles.
With the world on my shoulders,
I find my fortitude, my composure,
In the hopes that my dreams may come closer,
I won't stop until this is over.
Push on, push on.
I won't stop until this is over.