| Growin' up in broken homes | |
| You find yourself at ten years old | |
| Runnin' drag and startin' fights | |
| But minors hide behind their rights | |
| Start slow with beer and pot | |
| But soon you're bored with what you've got | |
| Try some dope at first for kicks | |
| You'd promised that you'd never fix | |
| Fade away from the path you choose | |
| You stuck your arm | |
| Started to | |
| LOSE Surround yourself with pain and strife | |
| A downward spiral is your life | |
| Some years later your life's a shell | |
| Still locked inside this living | |
| HELL Only to cope you leave your house | |
| Now meet the cops your luck's run out | |
| Got no love end up in jail | |
| A few more beefs a five year tail | |
| Prison term | |
| Before too long | |
| Your number's up | |
| Now you are | |
| GONE (and thrown away the key) | |
| Jails, institutions and | |
| DEATH (think I'm fucking kidding?) | |
| Now it feels just like a dream | |
| But it's not what it seems | |
| Gotta block out the screams | |
| I'm too tired to defend | |
| Bring my life to an end | |
| This I can't comprehend | |
| But it's coming | |
| Now the needle's in my neck | |
| I know that mine is not | |
| The only life | |
| I've wrecked | |
| Now that I know the battle can't be won | |
| Selfishness weighs a ton | |
| Lookin' out for #1 | |
| As if my life was so pretty | |
| Now things look shitty | |
| And there's no one to save me from | |
| Fuckin' pain | |
| It burns hot from the inside out | |
| Now there ain't no doubt | |
| How this bout started out | |
| Now they've finally brought me down | |
| Sympathy can't be found | |
| Locking doors the only sound | |
| I've screwed over all who care | |
| It's only fair | |
| They've stripped my soul bare | |
| I can't take it | |
| Now it starts to come on strong | |
| The long arm of the law | |
| Coming down on my head | |
| It's been so long | |
| Since I have felt the sun beating down from above | |
| Without bars on my cage reminding me | |
| That I got screwed up | |
| And I've got no love > | |
| From a truck | |
| What the fuck | |
| I'll keep truckin' down | |
| I'm locked in this cell | |
| Kickin' it in hell | |
| Ain't no joke the straight dope started out (Locking doors the only sound) | |
| Jails, institutions and | |
| DEATH (think you can take your pick?) | |
| Kickin' dope in a jail cell | |
| You wanna die it feels like hell | |
| Muscles ache you cannot sleep | |
| Stomache ache you cannot eat | |
| Do your time and make parole | |
| Now you're free | |
| Out of this hole | |
| Think you'd learn and start to cope | |
| But from the gate you score some dope | |
| Nothing changes | |
| You start to regress | |
| You're all strung out | |
| Life is a mess | |
| Once again |
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