mother hurt me, father cursed me
I've been looking down so long
I tried to make hell my home
lying on my back I see what I lack
so I get up and try to make a comeback
only to find, where I've been was fill with
so much sin, though I tried, I could not
fit in, I was told to turn but, I didn't know
to which side, left with no choice but, to
believe in myself, accused of having too
much pride, though I am still on the move
I have arrived, never to return
The Immortal Wize
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