I'm A Mess

Abandon Ship
Yeah I’ve heard it all before.
Don’t pray to God,
He ain't listening anymore.

See we are all of faith
When we choose to believe
When will we realise nor admit defeat.
We are all paupers and peasants on that trail for gold,
So were told.

When he says that he loves you,
You know he don’t mean it all
He’s so tired of waiting and tired of breaking your fall.

Lose all faith
Throw that cross from around your neck
Take my hand
And lose all your self-respect.


See we are all of faith
When we choose to believe
When will we realise nor admit defeat.
We are all paupers and peasants on that trail for gold,
So were told.

When he says that he loves you,
You know he don’t mean it all
I'm so tired of waiting and tired of breaking your fall.

You'll claim all your misery is gone
And out of your head.
Well, congratulations
As for me, well I have nothing left.
I am a mess nothing more nothing less.

And time stands still for no one
And time has no chance to forgive.
And if life is measured by these moments
Then I guess we’re all

Just dying to live.