| I've just returned from a long round trip | |
| Many tales I have to tell | |
| Now I don't get high | |
| so you think I'm not hip | |
| But I've seen the gates of Hell | |
| How can a youth rise above all the shit | |
| When surrounded | |
| by such lousy influence? | |
| He clutched the pipe, took his last hit | |
| And nobody's heard from him since | |
| CHORUS: | |
| In this world of confusion | |
| Drugs were my solution | |
| The pain was breaking my heart | |
| I shut out my reality | |
| Nearing my fatality | |
| found myself falling apart | |
| Miserable, horrible, life such an obstacle | |
| Making my own matters worse | |
| To end up dead in a dark alleyway | |
| Or to ride in the back of a hearse | |
| To die for a cause like pride or respect | |
| Or honor would make you quite worthy | |
| A pitiful waste to live in the sewer | |
| And die before you reach thirty | |
| CHORUS (4X) | |
| Cop a bag as a crutch | |
| copping out, lose so much | |
| hangin' out, dippin' butts | |
| Lost my mind smoking dust | |
| There and back | |
| Back in the days I was living a lie | |
| Too cool to show my feelings | |
| too cool to cry | |
| Lost in a fog and unsure of my friends | |
| With a one way ticket | |
| headed straight for the end | |
| As the flames burnt the rope | |
| and my spirit cut loose | |
| I found my self wrapped | |
| in an emotional noose | |
| I said to myself continue no longer | |
| Today I face the world with a mind | |
| that is stronger | |
| Spent my time gettin' nice | |
| I crapped out rolling dice | |
| Look at me and my scars | |
| Now I live pure and hard | |
| There and back (4X) |