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 youre bored with what youve got
Try some dope at first for kicks
Youd promised that youd 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 lifes a shell
Still locked inside this living hell
Only to cope you leave your house
Now meet the cops your lucks run out
You got no love end up in jail
A few more beefs a five year tail
Prison term before too long
Your numbers up and now you are gone (and thrown away the key)
Jails, institutions and death (think Im fucking kidding? )
Now it feels just like a dream
But its not what it seems
Gotta block out the screams
Im too tired to defend bring my life to an end
This I cant comprehend, but its coming
Now the needles in my neck
I know that mine is not the only life Ive wrecked
Now that I know the battle cant be won
Selfishness weighs a ton, lookin out for #1
As if my life was so pretty
Now things look shitty
And theres no one to save me from
Fuckin pain
It burns hot from the inside out
Now there aint no doubt
How this bout started out
Now theyve finally brought me down
Sympathy cant be found, locking doors the only sound
Ive screwed over all who care
Now its only fair theyve stripped my soul bare
I cant take it
Now it starts to come on strong
The long arm of the law coming down on my head
Its been so long since I have felt the sun beating down from above
Without the bars on my cage reminding me
That I got screwed up and Ive got no love
From a truck what the fuck
Ill keep truckin down
Im locked in this cell
Kickin it in hell
Aint 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 youre free
Out of this hole
Think youd learn and start to cope
But from the gate you score some dope
Nothing changes
You start to regress
Youre all strung out
Life is a mess
Once again
