Gotta Take It

I Can't Take It
All these aching sores
I Can't Take It
All these raging wars
I Can't Take It
All these hurt feelings
I Can't Take It
All these fake healings

I grew up with a single mom
Waking up hours before the break of dawn
When asked about my day I'd just say it's fine
Not knowing she was unable to read the signs
That something was wrong, and I lacked happiness
Even though I had friends they were full of arrogance
Spend my mornings hitting a ball against a wall
Saw a pretty face from all the way across the hall
At this time in our lives we were very much the same
Now she's gone and I can't even recall a name
My mom's job didn't allow us time together
Causing me to feel like a lone feather
Got rides to school by the teacher
Too poor to afford decent sneakers
Other kids used to mock me and my loner life
Didn't like Ferris wheels because I was afraid of heights
Looking back, it all feels shrouded in dust
Even so it hurts and I just...

I Can't Take It
All these aching sores
I Can't Take It
All these raging wars
I Can't Take It
All these hurt feelings
I Can't Take It
All these fake healings

As I grew older everyone got into their separate cliques
I was getting taller with a face full of zits
So-called friends left and I felt all alone
Best bud got cancer and had to leave home
Latched onto that bond and visited him every week
Sometimes we'd have fun, but some days he'd be too weak
Doctors took a razor and shaved all his hair
He didn't cry but I knew he was scared
Two years later he was getting healthier
His mom was marrying rich, so they were getting wealthier
As time went by I felt of less use
Maybe I'm starting to be a bore and a snooze
Then my mom introduced me to my real father
He taught me to push my limits farther
And I was amazed the day I broke a bowl
And unlike my mom, he didn't hit me with all his soul
So my respect for him was a must
But now we don't even talk and I just...

I Can't Take It
All these aching sores
I Can't Take It
All these raging wars
I Can't Take It
All these hurt feelings
I Can't Take It
All these fake healings

High school, I felt, was wasted years
My pillow was barraged by my pouring tears
But by senior year things got interesting
I guess God thought I was worth investing
My real self and my real friends showed themselves
Got me a girlfriend, didn't have to be by myself
Received parts in two high school musicals
One was My Fair Lady, the other was Suessical
Opening my mind and listening to a lot of bands
By November, I finally earned my Eagle badge
But then my big brother died
Pancreatic cancer took him from my side
Then my girl and I started having arguments
Wondering what the other meant
So she left me, and I began to miss her
Thankfully, I made a friend who grew to be like a sister
I guess the lesson here is a bust is a must
And when it comes to this weight I just...

I Gotta Take It
All these aching sores
I Gotta Take It
All these raging wars
I Gotta Take It
All these hurt feelings
I Gotta Take It
All these fake healings