Handed to you

The world's a leech
And it's bleeding me dry.
No one's got the will to even try.
The people I help all seem to be
The same ones who discredit me.

But when the weight's been pulled,
What did you do besides preach ideals that were handed to you?

The world's a leech
And it's bleeding me dry.
No one's got the will to even try.
The people I help all seem to be
The same ones who discredit me.