No Guts No Glory

(альбом: Broadcasting To The Nations - 2017)

What the fuck went wrong?
I've been sitting here beside myself
Singing along to my own songs
No alibi
No reason why
Just memories
A passage in time
Drawing my own conclusions
Another scrapbook that you find
Some days you'll run the risk of being caught up
In your own pair of shoes
Some days you'll fight
Becoming paralyzed
Seeking out what not to do
Inside you're fighting your own war
A battleground covered in tattered sores
The realization
The dreams you're chasing
That show you what you are

My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
Just give me something
My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
It's something I won't forget
My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
No guts no glory
No time for sorry
Only time to begin

Tear out your eyes
Blinded by the light shining bright
Give me a chance
I still have some fight
The last thing I remember was a falling out
So pour me one down
I'll tell you a story
No glitz and glamour
Just guts and the glory
And the stories
Oh the stories...
Oh the stories...

My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
Just give me something
My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
It's something I won't forget
My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
No guts no glory
No time for sorry
Only time to begin

Because in the end
It starts to sink in
In the end
Find my self starting again
In the end
It starts to sink in
In the end
Find my self starting again
In the end
It starts to sink in
In the end
Find my self starting again

My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
Just give me something
My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
It's something I won't forget
My life
My life
Oh how you torture me
No guts no glory
No time for sorry
No time for sorry