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)