Tell me does your pride bleed
Is that the gist of your story
Now you had best get used to it
Cause I ain't about to quit
And I'm just now getting started
Shame me, claim me or deceive me
You grow sick every time ou hear me say believe me
You tear it down, knock it down, tear it down
I feel your hand on my throat
As well as the knife in my back
And the whole time you keep smiling
What is your reason for this
Why won't your hate just quit
Life would better if you weren't struggling
What's wrong with your world
Doesn't taste the same as mine
Aren't the shades the same as mine
Pain, Agony, Regret, Fear
Just dreams whisked away, taken away
So now does your pride still bleed
Every time that I succeed
Now that you know that I'll keep trying
Can your weak mind digest