Common Ground from Purgatory, Quebec by Farler's Fury

I lead myself into things head first
Aim at a target and give my best shot
But when dealing with sharks I anticipate the worst
I’ll never turn into something I am not

I have my demons you’ll have to forgive
And I’ll always stand up for the principles I believe in
And in a context distorted by alcohol
It’s pretty fucking easy to derive and get lost

Well you’ll go your way, I’ll go mine
And we’ll deal with the consequences in time
But the lines are blurred between you and me

Now tidal waves are rushing through me, I start to lose my grip
We’re both seeing red and about to throw our fists

As our dearest friends are slowly turning their backs on us
I never thought those angry years would haunt me again

Now that the smoke has cleared, I’ve made my peace
The sands of time made me realize
I’ve only ever walked a mile in my own shoes
But will we ever find common ground?

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