The Failed Son

It's about how it seems no matter how hard you try, you're stuck in the same cycle of struggling to eat and live, and seeing that those who are in control live in luxury, lavish lifestyles at the peoples' expense

I slipped out of the working world so many years ago
And I have the lost the will to return
List your mistakes to a stranger neutral to your plight

All these days I devoted to search and evolve
And here I am frozen in time
The onset of decay within my soul

The son of a broken family
And I will return to them in time
Where’s your destination in five years
I’ll either fade or be barely alive

And those with gold will carry on counting stacks
Ransoming a world for their so called talents
Using control like a plan of attack

All these days I have looked at the world in despair
And here I am slipping away
Shattering illusions of a world that’s fair

The son of a broken family
And I will return to them in time
Where’s your destination in five years
I’ll either fade or be barely alive

I find my friends in the same weak state as me
Angry but voiceless in a cruel vicious cycle
We find a way to drink away the days
Stuck between a slow death or an early grave

The son of a broken family
And I will return to them in time
Where’s your destination in five years
I’ll either fade or be barely alive

The End

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