Truthful profession

It's not my fault there is no one to blame
 I'm driven by my own hunger
 A perfect world where there is no turning back
 And nothing to reach for when all turns black
 Mourning and suffering are well known feelings
 There's a history with me in denial
 A work in progress yeah a fucking cliché
 Leave not for tomorrow what you do today
 Let go your mind is free
 Yet this is hunting me
 Take this life, throw it away, this night is here to stay
 Do as you please while I'm still on my knees, I try to recall but it's all forgotten
 Take this life, throw it away, it's as clear as the brightest day
 A rescue mission on the edge of destruction, a smiling face in the arms of seduction
 As I still linger on to find the source of solution
 I'm struck by a sort of confusion
 Another mind who will answer my questions
 Another life with a truthful profession
 Take this life, throw it away, this night is here to stay
 Do as you please while I'm still on my knees, I try to recall but it's all forgotten
 Take this life, throw it away, it's as clear as the brightest day
 A rescue mission on the edge of destruction, a smiling face in the arms of seduction
 Take this life, throw it away...