reflection on stains of the past |
When I wake some days I’m just three seconds away From losin’ it all Everyday I feel blinded by this rage It takes me one step farther away from my faith Some friends say I got to learn to relax But they don’t understand that I’ve been Going for miles and miles and days and days Just trying to come down off this spin Just trying to make sense of it all and get by But everyone’s got to make it hard Everyone’s leaning on me just to get high If they don’t want money they want something If they don’t want to get through then they want nothing Some people just don’t understand They think it’s easy to live like this But money’s just another problem I can’t stand I’m pleading for my own sake that those who depend On me for solutions realize that I’m not invincible I got a whole lot of friends running fast toward dead ends Thinking that when its over they can just come on over And I will lift them up and save them from whatever But drugs only get you so far And when its over your back farther Then you’ve ever been in your whole life So depressed that you might as well just end your whole life I wish for my family’s sake that I never met this dust Then I wouldn’t have ever gave them reasons to distrust Me or my decisions and I’d be a whole lot better off But I guess that’s just the way it goes No matter what I say they’ll never know That I’m truly sorry and I wish it wasn’t so That I ended up this way with a rock as my mother And a needle as my father But I’ll still pray and beg for mercy Forever I’ll whisper the penance of the undeserver. |