Wading Through The Darkness - Flotsam & Jetsam

Put a gun to my head

The storm’s too deep outlook dead

Handing down that anger

Nothing good ever lasts

Moody violence

Now a fool in my eyes

What’s the answer, I’ll search till I die

Try a little harder I hear myself say

Make it last before it’s taken away

Wading through the darkness

My head held in my hands

Wading through the darkness

Forced to forget this anguish

I’m half of what I used to be

Erase my memory

Now gone forever goodbye

But I know my memories won’t die

Wading through the darkness

My head held in my hands

Wading through the darkness

Dead inside with a heart that bleeds

Relax my tension needs

Tightness suffocates

Too dense to focus

I’ll see it through the day

No longer churning inside

Rotted memories inhabit my mind

My rage destroys the calm

Destroys the calm

Wading through the darkness

My head held in my hands

Wading through the darkness