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Текст (слова) песни: Snot - Tecato



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]

 

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