I once had it all.

I believed I could do nothing wrong.

It seemed like I felt I was ten feet tall.

I was very strong.


There were bright lights every place.

A real strength and glory.

Always believed I wouls win the race.

There was something grand about my story.


Time has gone by.

There is a hard and furious pain.

It makes me sit down and cry.

I feel like I have an awful stain.


Things have happened to dim the bright lights.

There are wounds that go deep.

It has caused some miserable night.

It makes me feel like a damn creep.


I see there will not a great tomorrow.

Just dismantled body parts.

There will only be great sorrow.

Because of the fallen hearts.