it seems the harder I try, the farther I fall when I fail.

and the farther I fall, the harder it is to... get back on my feet again.



punish myself trying to please you

trying to establish worth in your eyes

when nothing you do is of value

but yet it costs you your lives.

you put on your mask of contentment to cover the shame on your face

you push me toward shining achievement but my God has called me to clay.

your success is meaningless

you're so proud yet it's a symbol of your shame.

your excess is meaningless

and you expect me to follow you into the flames.

your way, I'm constantly reaching

for something you want me to be

so you can take pride in your system

and cash in on this American dream.

you said be all that I can be

find the truth inside of me

but all I found was a withered seed

humanity.



your success is meaningless you're so proud

yet it's a symbol of your shame.

your excess is meaningless

and you expect me to follow you into the flames.



most of what you live for, means nothing to me

there's nothing you would die for, and that saddens me

the blood on your hands makes me sick

and the reasons you give are meaningless.

what I am to gain, to go your way is worthless

only to attain all your pain and lack of purpose

you put on your mask of contentment

to cover the shame on your face

and you push me toward shining achievement

but my God has called me today.