Preferred Band/Artist: The Soil
I was told so many times
that I'm nothing, I'm not going anywhere and I'm a nobody
I was told that I would never reach for the stars
I believed them when they said all these things ...
my days and nights got longer
the things they said to me left me with permanent scars
I wish I was dead, I'll be okay, I guess, because I'm looking up
for something to fall, a piano maybe ...
Bridge:
Where is my freedom, when will it reach me?
how long will I have to wait and how long will I have to suffer?
I'm afraid to walk around the streets
because of what people might say to me ...
Chorus:
I thought it was just a dream, a history
but it was just a mystery
because I never won the victory
but I know my redeemer lives
and he'll fight for me 'till the end
Every day I tell myself, something is going to happen
I'mma break through or somebody is gonna break through to me ...
I look at the pictures with hopes that they might say something positive
about me, but they're just paint a painful memory ...
another dark day reminiscing about my painful life
my tears fall on the paper as I write this song ...
why me, why me, oh dear Lord, why me?
(Back to the Bridge and chorus)
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