TerrorEveryday I wake to find nothing has changed
Still down on my luck I pray
Alone still has to be this way
Above me the skies will remain grayGot jealousy for anyone that's happy
You don't know, I hate you want to hurt you, see you suffer
You won't hear the cries for helpin' me, my fear
I writhe in pain, I was born to loseAngry and alone is how and what I was meant to be
Hatred and fear will always be a part of me
There's no salvation for me I know that I am cursed
For all eternityMaldito, yo naci Maldecido
Bastard, cursed with life and endless disappointments
Monster, learn to deal with what I've become
Outcast, there's no reason to live, there's onlyHatred, sometimes that's all that's real
Terror, sometimes that's all I feel
Hatred, sometimes that's all that's real
Terror, sometimes that's all I feelParanoia's got a strangle hold on my mind
I want to sigh in relief but not this time
It seems now a days to stop this torture
I need to drink and drink to forget the futureEven the people in my life hardly know me
The malice and rage, I stride to hide and control
I want to end this pain, my luck drains away like rain
There's only endless painMaldito, yo naci Maldecido
Bastard, cursed with life and endless disappointments
Monster, learn to deal with what I've become
Outcast, there's no reason to live, there's onlyHatred, sometimes that's all that's real
Terror, sometimes that's all I feel
Hatred, sometimes that's all that's real
Terror, sometimes that's all I feelWe're the cursed, hide behind friendly smiles
There's a need to crush and hurt to avenge our loss
Day in, day out, the pain is too immense to bear
My hatred grew 'cause no one ever caredI fail and fail at everything I do
I hope, I lose, to me it's nothing new
I try, I fail, I crash and burn
I've lost again, I die, this curse will never endHatred, sometimes that's all that's real
Terror, sometimes that's all I feel
Hatred, sometimes that's all that's real
Terror, sometimes that's all I feel
Songwriters
Markes; GleasonPublished by
SONGSMITHS COMPANY