For Amnesty’s Sake

~ Lyrics ~

Where am I going what’s my purpose 

When will I see it and do I deserve this 

So many questions so many burdens 

So many young souls still burning

In the fire of our redemption 

Or did I forget to mention 

That I’m just a curse for blessings 

And every scar round my arm is just a lesson listen 

I never meant to let it go this deep 

Where my rock can’t find my feet 

Where I feel so incomplete 

And all my thoughts try to strangle me 

I drove through my sins but I feel guilty 

I played with your heart to shame on me 

Can’t apologize won’t fix anything 

But I guess you won cuz I hate me 

I'm sorry you can't feel the rage

I guess I'll try to turn the page

But I'll try 

If I die

Looking round

I can't find the way out

But please

For the love of amnesty 

Set me free

Hear my plea

You were a real one always there from the start 

Could always count on you even in the dark 

I guess I don’t know what happened maybe I tore us apart 

And I hate myself cause I’m the reason we don’t talk

I got this constant, consistent, and physical pain 

From this constant, consistent, get physical rage 

Push you away just notes on a page 

Now I understand why you can’t stay 

But I can’t blame you for that cause I’m a mess 

And if you stay true to that it’s for the best 

So I build up the stress cause I feel worthless 

And you don’t understand but my scars can attest 

Nothing more nothing less but before I resent 

I’ll perform for a sec that’s the norm when depressed 

But I’m sore from the stress even more since you left 

I guess you can’t count on best friends 

I'm sorry you can't feel the rage

I guess I'll try to turn the page

But I'll try 

If I die

Looking round

I can't find the way out

But please

For the love of amnesty 

Set me free

Hear my plea

And I hate me for the things that I do

Especially when I know that it hurts you 

And I always pretend that I can see through

All my little lies but I can’t despise you 

And I’m so sorry cause I’m not 

Who I wanna be and it’s my last shot 

To get there but let’s be clear 

I don’t think I’ll ever be better 

And I’m sorry cause you want this to get better 

You want me stand here and say that I weathered the weather 

You want a happy song you want a great message 

Well I’m sorry but I’m depressing 

Cut the beat I don’t need it 

I’ll go back when I felt needed 

Way back when I was ten years old 

They try to sell this life but I’m not sold 

(I’m not sold, I’m not sold, I’m not sold)

They try to sell this life but I’m not sold

I'm sorry you can't feel the rage

I guess I'll try to turn the page

But I'll try 

If I die

Looking round

I can't find the way out

But please

For the love of amnesty 

Set me free

Hear my plea