Put the razors down,
stash daddy's gun back in the safe,
it's not worth cutting yourself again,
digging your own grave;
you remember the time when you let your blood pour?
or the time you did lines till your nose could take no more;
and you lied for a year: "Yeah Mom, I'm going out."
then you spend it all on drugs, expecting the next drought
I wake up in the morning, not knowing what to do
except hoping and praying this doesn't happen to you
There's motivation in my heart,
and I guess that's a start,
I'll keep going, going strong
with the guilt of all the wrong
Not a lecture, or a warning, simply a story, probably boring.
Just remember, my friend, I lived through it, and so will you.
Livehappy, live in peace, live in hope for tomorrow,
and always use the pen instead of drugs to drown your sorrow.
stash daddy's gun back in the safe,
it's not worth cutting yourself again,
digging your own grave;
you remember the time when you let your blood pour?
or the time you did lines till your nose could take no more;
and you lied for a year: "Yeah Mom, I'm going out."
then you spend it all on drugs, expecting the next drought
I wake up in the morning, not knowing what to do
except hoping and praying this doesn't happen to you
There's motivation in my heart,
and I guess that's a start,
I'll keep going, going strong
with the guilt of all the wrong
Not a lecture, or a warning, simply a story, probably boring.
Just remember, my friend, I lived through it, and so will you.
Livehappy, live in peace, live in hope for tomorrow,
and always use the pen instead of drugs to drown your sorrow.
