Future

When life makes you find out who you really are

You get twisted with no recognition of the wars becoming

But I believed that the devil made me look like a star

Drowning in your own misery and grasping for the challenging

I cant let her breathe if I want the chance

Pulling my under with the warmth of a thousand promises

But hearing the steering temptations are in a urging trance

Anger and lust is what the problem is