I have seen the dying light
Prayed to god to take my life
I faced my darkest days
I lost and found my way
A pain too deep to understand
My beating heart in my hand
Exposed, weak, unsafe
Afraid that it would break
To them I was just a plague
A junkie without a name
A kid without a face
A disgrace, a mental case
But don't cry I know you tried
And I'm sorry for all the lies
Despite all the wrongs I've done
I hope I'm still your son