Well, here comes a test   A fight until death,   A song without a rest,   But I cant complain,   It’s what I asked for.      So I’ll ask for your hand,    Cause it’s a long road ahead,   And I feel so alone.      And I hope this takes care of broken words.   I’m broken down you know,   I hope this makes you proud,   Write this down,    It’s better than the rest, to see you smile.    I hope this makes you proud.      And here comes a test,   It’s shooting for my head.   Along with all the rest.   I can’t compete with what I ask for,   So I ask for your hand,   Cause it’s a long road ahead,   And I feel so alone.      And I hope this takes care of broken words.   I’m broken down you know,   I hope this makes you proud,   Write this down,    It’s better than the rest, to see you smile.   I hope this makes you proud.      If you fall asleep, fall asleep in the back room.      I hope this makes you proud.