Bondage of Self by Inner Turmoil Lyrics

Born into a world of shit
Never gave it up don’t know how to quit
Death sits waiting with his ice cold plans
Your god never reach out his fucking hand

Evil torment from an early age
You think you had it rough well I would gladly trade
The man who raised me shares no blood of my own
I shoulda stayed with him then in that broken home

Drugs and alcohol corroded my brain
I couldn’t see I was my own life’s strain
Looking back I woulda changed it all but if I did I wouldn’t have suffered the fall

Suffer the fall

Hatred and agony is all there was for me
Impure unjust I don’t know how to trust

Waking up on the cold concrete
Trying to come to grips
How do I except defeat
What do you do
When you don’t want to be alive
But your not ready to die