I have seen the dying light Prayed to God to take my life I faced my darkest days Lost and found my way A pain too deep to understand My beating heart in my hand Exposed, weak, unsafe Afraid that it would break To them I was just a plague A junkie without a name A kid without a face A disgrace, a mental case But don't cry, I know you tried And I'm sorry for all the lies Despite all the wrongs I've done I hope I'm still your son...