| Five in the morning and they’re on another coke war
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| The lights in my eyes are glowing burning bright
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| But I feel like drinking in spite of the fact I polished of another pint
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| Of toxic formula the sanity is gone but the beat goes on and on
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| Eleven AM and you missed your shift
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| Screwed a kid like you and he don’t deserve
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| That shit well oh look its another missed call
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| Support systems you built made you a wreck
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| But what to do when your family’s on the wall
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| And you know he can’t for long
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| How can this man with grace look at the road
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| Stay on the path he’s on
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| Walk em home, clean em up
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| Ones to many but its never enough
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| Take the blame or call that bluff to regression
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| Do you sit back let it all overcome
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| Sacrifice your soul for the sake of one more crutch the regression
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| Well maybe if you didn’t try to take responsibility
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| For the other peoples lack of clarity the anxiety
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| Would disappear would everything become so clear
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| But in the end this is what you fear
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| A sense of being in face of another tested failure
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| How does this man with grace stay on the path hes on… |