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.