 I've just returned from a long round trip
Many tales I have to tell
Now I don't get high
So you think I'm not hip
But I've seen the gates of hell
How can a youth rise above all the shit
When surrounded
By such lousy influence?
He clutched the pipe, took his last hit
And nobody's heard from him since
Chorus:
In this world of confusion
Drugs were my solution
The pain was breaking my heart
I shut out my reality
Nearing my fatality
Found myself falling apart
Miserable, horrible, life such an obstacle
Making my own matters worse
To end up dead in a dark alleyway
Or to ride in the back of a hearse
To die for a cause like pride or respect
Or honor would make you quite worthy
A pitiful waste to live in the sewer
And die before you reach thirty
Chorus (4x)
Cop a bag as a crutch
Copping out, lose so much
Hangin' out, dippin' butts
Lost my mind smoking dust
There and back
Back in the days I was living a lie
Too cool to show my feelings
Too cool to cry
Lost in a fog and unsure of my friends
With a one way ticket
Headed straight for the end
As the flames burnt the rope
And my spirit cut loose
I found my self wrapped
In an emotional noose
I said to myself continue no longer
Today I face the world with a mind
That is stronger
Spent my time gettin' nice
I crapped out rolling dice
Look at me and my scars
Now I live pure and hard
There and back (4x)
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