I promise you there's times I'm not so sad Some days the good will even out the bad I know I'm married to my problems It's always in my head And I'm destined for greatness or death Destined for greatness or death I need another drug Sickness is in season

And now destined to be The last one standing here The past alive to me And mocking hope is all I had In weakness it hides from me And then it infiltrates my heart So wrong to think I had found It was so long since I felt that at all I had dreamed long in