Paroles de Little From The World

Search for a place to call my own A place to rest my broken hopes All my hate and shattered dreams All the sadness in between Miracle of life or relief in death Not much more but this last breath Learned little from the world But hate for myself Learned hate for the world I live in Hell Slow down this race, I can't keep up My body hurts, my face is cut Tired of swimming this river of life Somewhere this water's turned to ice As every day passed I chase it to see It was the day for us, or a chance for me