Again and again, I come on back Just to, again and again, try to get on track When I go I can't find my way back By now I'm sure my soul is permanently black I try to remember When I used to feel When I used to see This horrible world is closing in on me I can't turn back The past is fixed And the worst part is My feelings are mixed I like it I love it I want to see more Of these sick images Into, my soul I pour Again, and again I come on back Just to again, and again try to at last make it back on track This war is a cycle Starting with mending and ending with sending Myself back into what I despise Can I ever get back Can I ever reform My sick mind whose meds is porn Again, and again I come on back Just to shamefully try to get on track Even if I try my best I'm always put to the test And always I fail Just to try again to no avail What do I say What do I keep But my biggest fear? To lose my shame To be alright And never see the damage it does to my light But I know If I keep my values dear My story doesn't end here If I continue to try Bit by bit my soul back I can buy Again, and again I lose my sight Just to again, and again try to win back my light