Someone should have told me when I was younger
Life was only learning how to lose
Now I'm older and so much stronger
And I only feel I'm being abused

I hold my hands out only hoping
For what I truly deserve
I draw back nothing
Only a promise
And I don't know what that's worth

And now my hands move slower and slower in pain
And, oh, my mind's going over and over -

My god, my soul is dead
Its ringing in my head
Disregarding what you said
I fall farther down, instead

My god, my soul is dead...