how many times have i scarred up my home?
how many times have i lost my control?
how many times must i vent out my anger?
how many times must i die.............................?

how much religion until i'm all right now?
how many vices shall i quit 'til i'm good?
how many times have i said i was sorry?
how do i stop. god. i would if i could...................

how many tears can fall until i can free them all
how many fears can call out into the night
how many lives do i think i can manhandle
how many lies will i tell all my selves......................

how much more pain do i think i can give you?
how much more pain do i think you can take?
how much more pain do i want to dig into?
how much more pain do i think i deserve........................?

how many questions do i have a right to ask
how many breaths do i have left to breathe
how many days 'til i see my last pink sunrise
how many nights before i see the last crescent moon

how much do i have a right to in this life i call my own
on loan from god above before he calls me to his judgment throne
my spirit on trial while dust are my bones

all i quit

08/07/1998

Posted on 11/03/2010
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