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I moved myself west to find a philosophy,To learn my geography at best.Where the mountains are cold,The rain drops it's tears, I'm told.Amongst the ashes a heart of gold, they say.I guess it's best to imagine it that way.So I bought me a book to teach me the ways of god,To open my tarnished heart from it.Started praisin' the lord & talkin' in tongues & code;I did repairs on that broken road back home.I guess it's better than being alone.And now to death: I'm dying.To love: I'm trying.To god: I'm lying again.And to my ma: I've failed you.To my pa: I blamed you.And to god: I have shamed you again.So I moved myself out, I pictured a better home-A lawn full of marigolds, I guess.I headed back east, started thinking my hope away,Depression was the one to stay since then.Now, I take pills to push it from my head.Yes, I take pills to push it from my head.Letras de cancionesAnd now to death: I'm dying.To love: I'm trying.To god: I'm lying again.And to my ma: I've failed you.To my pa: I blamed you.And to god: I have shamed you again.To god: I have shamed you again.To god: I have shamed you again.Again. From Letras Mania