Walking with a broken promise

I walk with my brothers
Heartache and Broken Promise
I don't need another savior
to know I fucked up and help count all my losses

But im not lonely,
Even though Im a single digit
in this world of drug addicts
Where Love is the prime addiction

Over time you grow tired,
of being held down,
blind to a natural liar
and When its finally gone.
you realize,
its not something that can just be found....

You can look up and ask for help in these situations
But it always seems god is on these year long vacations
So grab your shoes and tie up the laces
Because the only cure
is seeing their beautiful faces...