Your Old Ways

The future is not set

At least that's how it started

But its not how it will end

Its like your own personal movie

Oh remember the days

You fall back into your old ways

Your withered ughh your a waste of life

Your hanging by a thread

And I`ve got the knife

Keep it held tight

Set your sights and live your dreams

Strive to be free

Praying for those who don't believe

Hoping your life will be arranged for you

With words of desperation

Keep the faith get a fucking grip

Live your own life

Make your own choices

And your own fucking mistakes

Walk in no ones shadow

Never live by the restraints

Of the believers

No one can help you now

Your stuck in the cycle

Keep it held tight

Set your sights and live your dreams

The gleams of life are leaving you

Strive to be free

Its like your blinded by the light you think

Saved you