In a world full of misery
Bitter twisted tales
Spill from your tongue
Lies gone undetected
Lies that are wrong
Suffocate my misery
I hate what i feel
I was born a winner
This surely ain't real
Death and its glory
Come as no surprise
In a world full of bitter
In a world full of lies
God will judge them
On that their last day
In a world full of misery
He will wipe them away
Speak not no evil
Feel not no pain
In a world full of misery
Of all those they slain
Stand and deliver
Fight the good fight
In a world full of misery
In a world that's not right
Be a shoulder to cry on
A rock to take old
In a world full of misery
We were born to grow old
The end may be rotten
Or maybe quite sweet
But in a world full of misery
In the end we shall sleep.
Copyright© Sharon Brady
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