Get mine

In and out the pen,

but this the life I chose.

Nobody knows,

my troubles,

sorrows or my pain exposed.

It shows,

my highs and my lows.

That my friends are really foes,

or stuffing coke up their nose;

but that's how my story goes.

My family says this and that,

I try to get out but I'm trapped.

I say I'm never going back.

But it seems I'm on the same path.

I hurt because of it,

maybe it's the game that I covet.

I'm addicted to this life...

or maybe I love it.

Either way it's killing me

I can't believe these cards,

that life keeps on dealing me.

I'd turn my life over to Christ,

if only I believed in him.

This liquor has got my head spinnin'...

Is that the devil grinin'?

I look at myself in the mirror,

and I hate what I see.

if only I could be a Gee,

or anything but me.

Lord help me escape this reality,

but nah...

I've been plagued by this curse of mortality.

Death couldve only been so nice.

Creeping on them late nights.

Take my chances roll the dice.

With luck I can roll them twice.

But nah...

I won't see a third time.

I won't see the sun shine.

Because it seems,

death is the only place I can get mine.