Lost Cause

Feeling like I am made out of string…
Getting caught up on everything…
The only way to escape any pain
To pull away and leave my body frayed
I’m a bit run down my friend
I’m a bit run down at the moment
I’m a bit run down they said
But they said it like I hadn’t noticed
Feeling like I am running in place
Two steps back for every one that I take
When my demons come out to fight
They claw and they bite
They bring their own knives
They don’t fight fair
Now I need them to open my eyes, shed light on my life
They keep me in line
I’m a bit run down my friend
I’m a bit run down at the moment
I’m a bit run down they said
But they said it like I hadn’t noticed
You, don’t know the half of it…
They told me I need a religion to follow
Don’t we all though?
They told me that I need religion father
He looked right down and told me
«Son don’t bother»
There was never a time that I prayed in church
And now I find myself praying for the whole, fucking, world!
I’m a bit run down my friend
I’m a bit run down at the moment
I’m a bit run down they said
But they said it like I hadn’t noticed