Broken Hands - For All Eternity

Purpose, isn’t found in my broken hands or my selfishness

Everything they have told me has broken my spirit

And it has left me, without a plan or a purpose for this life that i am meant

to lead

I’m a broken man, I find no purpose in these hands, I can’t build anything for

myself

They have left me, with no guideline or outline of what or who I am meant to be

Everythings unclear (everything that I see here), so tell me what,

what do you expect from me?

Im just a broken man, gripping to life with a broken hand

I wish, I had the strength to live a life, a life free of regret

All these thoughts running through my head, in my own strength, I think i’d

just wind up dead

Lend me a helping hand, someone teach me to be a better man

It’s like i’ve heard it all before.

Give me a reason to breath or I won’t breath

at all

Living through all this pain, living amongst this hate, I can’t bear another day

What could I do, what could I say, that could make this pain go away

What could I do, what could I say, I can’t bear another day, and it’s eating me

away

I am alone and cold, hopeless and broken and wretched with no place to go

I am alone and cold, in desperate need of a purpose and a chance of hope

I wish, I had the strength to live a life, a life, full of hope

To live a life, free of regret

Give me the strength