7154 from Memento Mori by I AM

If what doesn't kill me, is supposed to make me stronger.
Then why the fuck do I feel so weak.
Separate the weak from the innocent. Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference.
No backbone/ no self worth
No identity/ no credit, no gods
No more lies, I pray, justify every wrong doing. Clench my hands, close my eyes, look to the sky. Pray for me! I need to be saved
The struggles never ending, bound by the lies. But I push through all the pain, separate the weak from the fake.
This is what you've made of me, a product of force feeding!
If what doesn't kill me, is supposed to make me stronger.
Then why the fuck do I feel so weak.
Separate the weak from the innocent. Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference.

• Death Metal
• Hardcore
• Heavy Metal
• Metal
• Dallas