Deals Death - Truthful profession

It’s not my fault there is no one to blame I’m driven by my own hunger A perfect world where there is no turning back And nothing to reach for when all turns black Mourning and suffering are well known feelings There’s a history with me in denial A work in progress yeah a fucking cliché Leave not for tomorrow what you do today Let go your mind is free Yet this is hunting me Chorus Take this life, throw it away, this night is here to stay Do as you please while I’m still on my knees, I try to recall but it’s all forgotten Take this life, throw it away, it’s as clear as the brightest day A rescue mission on the edge of destruction, a smiling face in the arms of seduction As I still linger on to find the source of solution I’m struck by a sort of confusion Another mind who will answer my questions Another life with a truthful profession Chorus Take this life, throw it away…