They gave me a shield. You gave me your word. They gave me a lonely road. You gave me a hand. They gave me an excuse to hide away. You gave me a voice to shout above their lies.
There are no deservences come this world. We are owed nothing. We strive not for worth, we beckon not for pittance and turn an eye in expectancies. Life is it's own gift. Living is it's reward.
There are no deservences come this world. We are owed nothing. We strive not for worth, we beckon no