Lost

"Lost"

by

Rush Montgomery III  

Some days you feel like a fool,

Wrestling with fate's hands so cruel,

Lost in a maze with a map that was written in rhyme. 
Some days you're sick from the pain,

Some days you're dead in the rain,

Lost in a measure of days, laying blame all the time. 
 

[ CHORUS ]

       And the ones that you hurt, hurt you back in the end, 

       When it comes around to you, well I hope you can pretend, 

       Just when I think you're found, darling I think again, 

       You're still lost. You're still lost. You're still lost.
 
Some times you scream to be heard,

Choking alone on each word,

Saying that you're gonna change, girl but you never do. 
You claim that you never knew,

Lying when lies speak their truth,

Lost from a God you have made, who'd have never made you.
 
[ REPEAT CHORUS ]