The 80s Will Never Die.

Bloody Hell

Jet streams pacing through the sky,
Caused by me, myself and I.
Hurtling towards a momentary lapse,
How am I supposed to come back from that?
Three deep breaths and then we'll see,
Whoever the hell I'm meant to be.

Rose gardens look so elegant and effortless,
Deeply rooted in thorns, the pain is heaven sent.
I could see my life falling down the rabbit hole,
Stumbling, fumbling, what was I to know?
My life might be one bloody hell,
But I'll be damned if it's not my story to tell.

Broken thoughts racing through my mind,
Bounded by me, myself and I.
A terrible terror becomes terrified,
Only to have darkness leak it's way into light.
Two deep breaths and then we'll see,
Whoever the hell you want me to be.

Rose gardens look so elegant and effortless,
Deeply rooted in thorns, the pain is heaven sent.
I could see my life falling down the rabbit hole,
Stumbling, fumbling, what was I to know?
My life might be one bloody hell,
But I'll be damned if it's not my story tell.

I have no idea where I'm going,
Caught in a chrysalis of not knowing.
I fear if I try to retaliate I will bleed,
Forcefully thrown to my knees.
But I can't and I won't sit back and let them have their way,
It's my life at the end of the day.

Rose gardens look so elegant and effortless,
Deeply rooted in thorns, the pain is heaven sent.
I could see my life falling down the rabbit hole,
Stumbling, fumbling, what was I to know?
My life might be one bloody hell,
But I'll be damned if it's not my story tell.

The rivers may run dry,
And the forests may become devoured in flames.
But I'll be damned if I don't try,
To make something of my days.
And I'll strive to do good and be better than ever,
I know if I could, I would change this world forever.
My life might one bloody hell,
But it's never going to be your story to tell.