New Song - Fear of Failure

Will there be no one to mourn me,

on the day of my demise?

No enemy to scorn me?

No legacy to revise?

'Cause many were chosen but few ever called,

and loneliness winds up as shame.

But I have a story with sins to absolve,

and I don't even know their names.

It's a hell of a thing to be standing there

when the last of the heroes falls.

It's another thing all together,

to be the hero taking the fall.

When the last thing that you counted on

is the only thing you can see,

It's a hell of a thing to be standing there

wishing there was some place else to be.

Who's gonna help me fake it

when I'm sad and crazy from the pain?

When my soul is heavy and jaded

and the love that I gave was in vain?

'Cause many were chosen but few ever called.

And loneliness winds up as shame.

But I have a story with sins to absolve,

and I don't even know their names.

Will there be no one to mourn me

on the day of my demise?