I\'m here to tell you
The struggle is real
You lie to those you love
You cheat, you steal
For that high, you crave to feel
It started with a taste
When all I needed were hugs
And turned to picking at scabs
Thinking they were bugs
To get by, I lean on drugs
Then I moved on
From the smoke I\'d inhale
To any needle I could find
For my arm to be impaled
Just to be found, wrapped around a guardrail
Awoken by shock, in a hospital
Cold, and handcuffed to my bed
Having to listen about how the family I hit
Burned alive, until dead
Apologies will be left unsaid
Now, I\'ve done my time
I\'ve served my sentence
But still I remain in debt
Trapped in a forever penance
Suffering through the resistance
So if you\'re going that route
Please listen... and STOP!!!
And understand how I went
From black tar to black top