Song Lyrics

When I was kicked out of the house
I walked through snow, cursing everybody that I know
Ended up with pointless blood on my hands
A Burger King crown after drinking eight cans
My sisters hate me and I guess I know why
I make an art of fucking up my life

4 a.m. in an alleyway crying
Wishing I was loved by someone
Not hated and feared by everyone
By everyone

I fucked up so many, many times
My teenage years were just drugs and petty crimes
I got a son and I miss him to bits
I hope he grows up and doesn't do this
I follow the morning to the wishing well
Drop all my burdens and splinter my shell

Break me like a bottle
You can spill my light
But I just wanna go home
No angry echoes to fill my bones
Just take me home

And I don't want to live my life my life on my knees
And I don't want to live my life my life on my knees
And I don't want you to live this life your life on your knees
And I don't want us to live this life your life on your knees
And I don't want to live this life our life on our knees
And I don't want to live my life my life on my knees
My life on my knees
My life on my knees

David Christian Bower

The duration of Your Life on Your Knees is 3:08 minutes and seconds.