keeping you in a state of misery.
So as I scrape by, unable to feed myself, still I count my pennies everyday, just for one chance off this slave-drivin' shelf. And that is why I'll keep pushing 'til the day I die, friends, along with family and all you who doubted me shall come to see me fly. It's in my blood and mine forever, its something I'll never lose it's a drive no man can sever. Ya clever I may be but behind my back you ridicule and tear down what's most important to me. My dream.
And so quitting is not an option, giving up will only force me to stay lost in your world filled with lies and back stabbing ways. Which is all generated by envy and jealousy in a dark place with heartless people who were once friends but now just a distant memory. One day they'll see what they did to me. It's too late for sorry, because I've grown stronger, wiser and have reached a peak of which you will never see.
And so I leave you with goodbye for life, and your knife, that's covered in blood and the failing of you trying to take what's mine. This determination grows in me, day-by-day we walk our plank of destiny, through the fields of regret and only inches from insanity. My heart is sealed and to you I will never yield. So keep your ways and die your life, with a shot to the face and fucked by reality's knife.