Sacred life, forever a mystery to me. Sins and lies, put them to rest or shoot me. Do I dare believe I could be the one carrying the gun, And fight the afflictions of this world. Does it seem enough, will I live to see can you guarantee that I'll be remembered?
I can't break through the day, Give me something to die for. I have a child to live for.
Sacred time, taken away so quickly. Piece of mind, doing the right thing for me. What about a life I may have to take if I was to break, And drop to my knees in tears and fear. Would I have the strength, could I carry on, what if I was gone will I be remembered?
I can't break through the day, Give me something to die for. I have a child to live for.