Spare The Agony

So much has happened now I have to reflect

So much misery I wanna reject

For years and years I have wanted more

But too many times they've walked out the door

I should forget it all and think about me

Spare the agony, learn to be free

Question everyone, false hopes they bring

Belive no lies, don't trust a thing

The world is mine

Don't feel a thing

Don't feel the pain

Don't feel pride

Don't feel no shame

Sick of the fine print

Sick of the games

My soul is flying

And it's all that remains

It seems there was a time somewhere in my life

I fought off every single tale of advice

Now yesterday has come to be gone

Taking with it everything that I've done wrong

Don't feel a thing

Don't feel the pain

Don't feel pride

Don't feel no shame

Sick of the fine print

Sick of the games

I felt the sting

I dealt with the pain

The world is mine

I feel no shame

I read the fine print

I forfeit the game

My soul is flying

And it's all that remains