Selfish society wont save my soul or even search for something to save
Homeless and broken hearted, nothing is free in the land of the brave
I went from living well to living back amongst poverty
Now all I see is a burning hell the curse of my sobriety
Love looks like blood so I'm tragically stuck inside of a murder scene
She loves me or she loves me not, emotional ping pong for a fiend
Dreaming of the times we had as lovers and missing those smiles
Subtract drugs and feel the pain it uncovers as we both become something like rivals
The pain brings tears to my eyes while regaining innocence
Tears drop and disappear like water in the ocean with no drops missed
My pain and the ocean water both powerful and forever endless
But neither as powerful as the love from her or the feeling of love that I miss
