it runs through my veins, like dirty water
like the current of an oil-stained river.
i never chose to be so afflicted
it’s just the way that it was directed.

beings of light, wrapped in shrouds
walking about with our heads in the clouds.

never had a chance to paint my face
never had a chance to find my place
never had a chance to drive that car
never had a chance to go very far

they try to comfort me, to reassure me
make me believe that they will set me free.
it’s not courage that you see me display
it’s just for you, it’s easier this way.

beings of light, wrapped in shrouds
walking about with our heads in the clouds.

never had a chance to take my wings and fly
never had a chance to soar through the sky
never had a chance to play the game
never had a chance to make my name.

never had a chance
never had a chance

and when i breathe my last breath, you must believe
there is no real reason for you to grieve.
i had the chance to serve a purpose
to open your eyes, raise your awareness.