This isn't quite the mess I Made
Walked right into this catastrophe
Watched this house of cards
Crumble on me
It's slowly decaying
This retched filth that I created
Never played my cards right
Just another bust
Lay my hand in
Cash it out
I'm the only one losing
Because I decieved myself
Check my vital signs to see if I'm still breathing
I've been passed down, Handed around
And I am broken now
So I always look to the brighter side of the sun
I can finally say it's looking me in the eyes, blinding me
Trying to keep my fragile heart on track, it's slowly fraying
Leaving me lifeless
I'm looking to you, change this mess I'm in
This is real life, This is my life
I've worked these calloused hands to the bone
Not much blood from whence it came
But I did this out of love
This is what real men are made of
This is what real men are made of (This is what real men are made of)
This is what real men are made of (I am what real men are made of)
Check my vital signs to see if I'm still breathing
I've been passed down, Handed around
And I am broken now