Released on December 4, 2008

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He was a Sydney sider

Nothing but the raw kind

High up from drugs of all types

Sickening kinda, if it was through your eyes

A quick walk by thinking

"What a poor guy"

Methamphetamine bandit

Jumped on the bandwagon

17 years old

Had some ace bad standards

Also had a little trouble judging

The right from wrong

A mate had to get a hand at the

Lights are on

Handsome cash Billy had a full-time job

But ever since the crystal Billy couldn't find it

Find where his mind went

Life sent down the toilet

Billy started acting like a python, a sly dog Ivan

Doing petty robberies for a quick fix

Thinking like hе's slick Rick

This city shit's demons

Winter is a fricken pеak season

Some people never learn

Forever burn

In this sick fuck city of sin

Red alert

Headspin like windmills around and round

Hell on earth

Tripped slipping all the way down

Some people never learn

Forever burn

In this sick fuck city of sin

Red alert

Headspin like windmills around and round

Hell on earth

Tripped slipping all the way down

Billy just turned 18

Still layin' clean

Since last December lost 8kgs

Crazy mindset, life got harder

Met big Rob every Sunday in the carpark

More rock more debt money struggling for a paycheck

All for nothing

Chief cut snort up Billy's daily habit

Nights out in the down, creating havoc

Still had the same mates but they changed

They had it back together

Poor Billy fails, he staggers

Up and down, back and forth

Kicked out of home

Doesn't know where he's at

Or where the fuck to go (he's lost)

So now he lives on the street

Pale white skin, scabs on his feet

Corner of the block

Tryna score rock

Still nothing bad thoughts in his mind

Blocked, he coughs and coughs

Some people never learn

Forever burn

In this sick fuck city of sin

Red alert

Headspin like windmills around and round

Hell on earth

Tripped slipping all the way down

Some people never learn

Forever burn

In this sick fuck city of sin

Red alert

Headspin like windmills around and round

Hell on earth

Tripped slipping all the way down

Only three months later

Billy's like a zombie

Bags underneath his eyes, skin blotchy

Scabbed up to the max, cell status dodgey

Lost all contact with Rob from the rocksy

Rockstar car park, dodgy activity

He now got a new drug dealer

Half-assed junkie fuck head straight out hell

The demonic thoughts stay held in Billy's realm

Nobody knows why he decided to flip

On the 12th of July, midnight he slipped another lie

Till these two guys up with a blade

They hesitated, Billy has amazed

One bloke grabbed a bottle, hit him on the noggin

Three hits left poor Billy bleed a solid

Puddle underneath him he died that night

Billy's rotting, that's it the fucking city got him

Some people never learn

Forever burn

In this sick fuck city of sin

Red alert

Headspin like windmills around and round

Hell on earth

Tripped slipping all the way down

Some people never learn

Forever burn

In this sick fuck city of sin

Red alert

Headspin like windmills around and round

Hell on earth

Tripped slipping all the way down