Same Cycle

i was here but now im gone

i don't really care who was right

and who was wrong

im on the road running again

just to find another start over and began

the same cycle over and over

why can't i find my four leaf clover

the good luck charm that i deserve

until i do my heart is on the injured reserve

list, i just want to ball up my fist

and fight through the pain but if i do

i have nothing to gain

from giving in to the force thats trying to break me  apart

some where out there is the man who holds the key to my heart

i turn left then turn right

i think i just lost the fight

because here you are again

my homie, lover and friend

Let the games begin!