I cried out for change… and changed was I
transformed from all I should be
lost in disguises for each one I'd confide in
till whom I'd become was not me.
Now I look in the mirror and see just one more sinner
with eyes always tired and sad
they see only loneliness staring into darkness
and never any love staring back.
Fighting for freedom and fighting my demons
war games where real men have died
brought me to question the paths I have walked down
then brought me to sit down and cry.
So many years I've wasted… bitter pills I've tasted
to transform me from whom I would be
to a lost lonely sinner who wanted to be a winner
but ended up being… just me!