The tug of depression
It was always there
It's my greates lesson
That life wasn't mean to be fair
It's the shackles on my legs
The clouds over my head
It's the dead of the night
Never far from sight
It's the weight holding me down
Turning the smile into a frown
It's the whiskey I didn't need
Making me think I'm free
It's my monotone life
Making me scared of the highs
It's the prison of my mind
That I can't wait to leave behind
The tug of depression
Is a son of a bitch
It's my greatest lesson
That I don't have to feel like this
Depression is my biggest fight
My sprint into the light
The commitment to get up in the morning
My smile when the rain is falling
The tug of depression
Will never suceed
It's my greatest lesson
I don't deserve to be on knees