Nonpoint - Struggle lyrics

Con fuerza Boriqua!

Strugglin' going through the motions
Day in day out, another commotion
Backstabbed, don't know how to stop it
A friend is only a dollar in a pocket
Won't let you
Chase the dream that I had since I was
Just a little chico in my teens
Now you're gone and I'm doin fine
And you are since you went to

Can you see the tears? Can you see the pain?
Do you see the hate that I have today?
Can you see the tears? Can you see the pain?
Do you see the hate that I have?
From demention, to depression
This is the anger we generate
From demention, to depression
This is my anger!

It's time for me to live that dream
And to release… (My anger)
It's time for me to live that dream
And to release… (My anger)

Stru-stru-stru
Strugglin' going through the motions
Day in day out, another commotion
Backstabbed, don't know how to stop it
A friend is only a dollar in a pocket
Won't let you
Chase the dream that I had since I was
Just a little chico in my teens
Now you're gone and I'm doin fine
And you are since you went to

Can you see the tears? Can you see the pain?
Do you see the hate that I have today?
Can you see the tears? Can you see the pain?
Do you see the hate that I have?
From demention, to depression
This is the anger we generate
From demention, to depression
This is my anger!

It's time for me to live that dream
And to release… (My anger)
It's time for me to live that dream
And to release… (My anger)

And whether you, or me, or him
Ever really thought
That I would ever, ever make it
Never really took another second
To reply to all the letters sent
All the people asking me to be president
And whether you, or me, or him
Ever really thought
That I would ever, ever make it
Never really took another second
To reply to all the letters sent
All the people asking me to be president
One-eighty
Degree turn, you never learn your lesson
Your mistakes that
Cause and effect the brainiack
Acting like you're a punk one-eighty
Degree turn, you never learned your lesson
Your mistakes that
Cause and effect the brainiack
Acting like you're a punk ass
Stabbed your back
And whether you, or me, or him
Ever really thought
That I would ever, ever make it
Never really took another second
To reply to all the letters sent
All the people asking me to be president

It's time for me (it's time for me)
To live that dream (to live that dream)
And to release… (My anger)
It's time for me to live that dream
And to release… (My anger)