Suppressed by mountains of rage

Yearling within a hope

Someday he'll amount to something

That someday he'll amount to nothing

His hands remain empty

His eyes sewn shut

His heart remains starving

His hope some how caught between right and wrong

Right and wrong

A gap to be bridged

A life to be lived

A sould to be saved

A hope unscathed

Still something from nothing is still nothing

Can i find my deadly excuse in your vast emptiness

Can i live my life in your delusion

With hope i'll be someone to build a mountain from nothing

To be someone

Someday with hope i'll be someone someday

With hope i'll amount to something

With hope i'll amount to nothing