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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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