Rip Iron Sheik

I really never thought that
I would be that
Person who shakes
With every forward step I take

With knees buckled at thought of the unknown
A fostered confidence without a proper home
These cards won't hold up
Against the storm

A glass half full
A life half lived
But I can't help but live in drought
The waters too cold
How can these premonitions of failure
Become a source of comfort to me
Is that a knock on every thing I've done
Or a facade I fail to see

I hope they
See me for what I think I am worth
Pretending
That I am
Right where I'm meant to be

A perfect life
By the wayside
In my dream

A 9-5 to feel alive?
It's too late to be dreaming
To awkward a feeling
And I can't seem to be grateful
For a life of love where I'm able
To long for a time in the light

And I'll try
To convince
Myself
I'm waiting
I'm waiting
For hope

I feel like I'm lost in
Thoughts of lies
I'm contrite
I hate to see passion
Take control of my life



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Boutros, Paul Orzechowski, Timmothie Ortega
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