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
[Thanks to adiosmundocruel@yahoo.com for these lyrics]
