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Hard to say how I feel,
Lost to the senselessness of it all?
I'm never on the easy track,
I've worn out grooves
going nowhere too fast.

A life of misery and tricks of fate
Scrape myself up and begin again
Never gonna understand why
It can't be on me the sun shines

I try and try but the evil will do
As it wishes to.

Getting ready to drag the ditch
Further Another painful inch

This may be my lot in life
But when its over I'm going to march
Right up to the devil and ask him
What the hell is your problem?

Then I'm gonna kick his ass
And tear it to pieces!

It's his fault he shouldn't
have trained me so well
To get back up after each fall

He shouldnt have marked my soul.