Okay, here we go...
My eyes are bloodshot and my body is weak,
And I don't want anybody to know.
I have no streets, but I've been attacked by gangs
Of people who don't even know each other,
They're just tied by the binds of selfishness,
And I'm just a young father.
And I'm not innocent, well maybe I am,
Because my crimes right now escape me,
And I gave up on Catholicism years ago,
But, please don't tell my daddy.
And it's alright,
At least my ass isn't itching today.
I'm on very little sleep and I got work to do,
If I want to continue getting paid.
No comments:
Post a Comment