Struck out on my quest Turned around and took two steps Backwards Heart out of my chest Serving my emotion led Backwards "Lucky me" I said Bitter never breaking bread Backwards Seems I failed this test Living like I'm still not blessed I'm sick and tired of losing track Keep stacking sticks to pave a path So sick and tired of falling flat I'm trying tricks to face the fact Guess I took the wrong way round Shut the book and hit the ground God I took the long way down Cut the hook and kicked the crown I'm sick and tired of church & chess I take the wine and leave the bread I'm jaded in the wilderness And trying tricks to not confess I don't break bread I just regret instead Struggle and sweat shaking my head Losing my steps like a bad bet, roulette Holding my breathe with the time left I don't break bread I just regret instead Struggle and sweat shaking my head Choosing my death like a bad bet, roulette Holding my breathe with the time left Guess I took the wrong way round Shut the book and hit the ground God I took the long way down Cut the hook and kicked the crown