Man's Compromise

Why should I
have to explain myself
to anyone
When my heart pumps drunken blood.
Living fast,
waking up slow.
I think it's for the best
To confess my lust for a life less innocent.

Why should I
have to compromise
the temptations inside.
My overwhelming demise.
Turn the page
but these words may
Never have meaning
To a man who knows his story's
end.
Woah.
I'm a man who lost his way
Or found his destiny too late.

Pray for me
to any god you please
Like a bet on roulette
for my eternity,
The odds are against me.
Put it all on black
but I have no money.
It's hard to say,
but I think I just may
Have flipped a switch in the part of my brain
That used to give a damn.
I'll confess my lust for a life less
innocent.

Woah

I'm a man who lost his way
Or found his destiny too late.
Underneath it all I'm afraid
Of what's to come
if I don't change.

It's not too late
to wait
For patience
to mend my faith for me,
Before I compromise
my faith for fate,
Lose face, selfishly.
It's not too late
to wait
For patience
to mend my faith for me,
Before I compromise
my faith for fate,
Lose face, selfishly.
It's not too late
to wait
For patience
to mend my faith for me,
Before I compromise
my faith for fate,
Lose face, selfishly.
Woah
Woah

Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah