Growin' up in broken homes   You find yourself at ten years old   Runnin' drag and startin' fights   But minors hide behind their rights   Start slow with beer and pot   But soon you're bored with what you've got   Try some dope at first for kicks   You'd promised that you'd never fix   Fade away from the path you choose   You stuck your arm   Started to   LOSE      Surround yourself with pain and strife   A downward spiral is your life   Some years later your life's a shell   Still locked inside this living   HELL   Only to cope you leave your house   Now meet the cops your luck's run out   Got no love end up in jail   A few more beefs a five year tail   Prison term   Before too long   Your number's up   Now you are   GONE   (and thrown away the key)      Jails, institutions   and DEATH   (think I'm fucking kidding?)      Now it feels just like a dream   But it's not what it seems   Gotta block out the screams   I'm too tired to defend   Bring my life to an end   This I can't comprehend   But it's coming   Now the needle's in my neck   I know that mine is not   The only life I've wrecked   Now that I know the battle can't be won   Selfishness weighs a ton   Lookin' out for #1   As if my life was so pretty   Now things look shitty   And there's no one to save me from   Fuckin' pain   It burns hot from the inside out   Now there ain't no doubt   How this bout started out      Now they've finally brought me down   Sympathy can't be found   Locking doors the only sound   I've screwed over all who care   It's only fair   They've stripped my soul bare   I can't take it   Now it starts to come on strong   The long arm of the law   Coming down on my head   It's been so long   Since I have felt the sun beating down from above   Without bars on my cage reminding me   That I got screwed up   And I've got no love   From a truck   What the fuck   I'll keep truckin' down   I'm locked in this cell   Kickin' it in hell   Ain't no joke the straight dope started out      (Locking doors the only sound)      Jails, institutions   and DEATH   (think you can take your pick?)      Kickin' dope in a jail cell   You wanna die it feels like hell   Muscles ache you cannot sleep   Stomache ache you cannot eat   Do your time and make parole   Now you're free   Out of this hole   Think you'd learn and start to cope   But from the gate you score some dope      Nothing changes   You start to regress   You're all strung out   Life is a mess   Once again