Comments are welcome, reacts are welcome.
If I'm venting (recognisable by a sharp increase in sarcasm, caps, and multiple punctuation marks in a row), I don't want advice.
I was born in that summer when the sun didn't shine
I was given the name that doesn't feel like it's mine
Lived my life as the good boy I was told I should be
Prayed every night to a religion that was chosen for me
Sold my soul, broke my bones
Tell me what did I get?
Did my time, toed the line
Ain't seen anything yet
Strike me down to the ground
You know I've seen it before
Make it hurt, I'll eat the dirt
I just don't care anymore
How could you break my heart?
Already played my part
I kept my promise, man
Show me the promiseland
Don't occupy my throne
Give me the crown I own
Lived like you told me how
Look at me now