Day after day, life on the ropes. 
No use waiting for any hope.
I [bad word] and burn, I scream but can't be heard
I'm setting sun and the world won't turn

All the ways lead to dead end
And failure is my only friend
Hand in hand with the hardest luck
I'm waiting for a new setback

There's any air to breathe
In world that chocking me
 [bad word] by the weight of world
I'm finding destiny

Keep beating the wall of stone
With my own head
In search of quite life
I'm breaking bad
But the way of constant fouls 
Is the only road I know
I carry my ball and chain
No matter where I go

Every hardship that felt down on me
Gave me much more then fake tranquility
I'll never deplore that I'm facing this
Living my days without knowing peace