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My momma told me at the tender age of five

Son, you're going to be the saddest man alive

And I've been raging, bleeding, with hatred running through my veins

With fingers crossed been breeding pain along the way

And now here I roam on my way there on this rocky road

Still three feet to go down this cold and barren hole

How have I made it this far?

The road goes on and though it all went wrong

At the halfway bar I raise my glass and flush the past away

And though I sing along with the same old song

For as long as there's a pulse, a beating, I'll make it through the day

My momma told me at the fragile age of five

Son, in your soul lies a cancer that'll eat you alive

And there at the end of a rainbow was a shining bucket of dirt

I tried but was unable to shove it down to taste its worth

And now here I am on my way on this rocky road

Now I understand I can't give in and I can't let go

Glad I've made it this far