Your truth

Verse 1:

Right now I’m stuck in a prison high on a vision of a world that I succeed in

one that I lead in not full of greed because what you don’t see is the fights

some with knives others with your mind both end with you in the bath tub crying

dying you don’t want to leave but this goes back to greed

you see your best buddy Steve he just robbed an old lady of her money

he’s a junkie he lives to fuel his addiction, he’s living in a fiction

every time he lights the pipe he has to fight for his life

dodging death until he takes his last breath and now he’s dead

to others he’s a number but it haunts you every time you slumber

until you wake up crying the stress is compiling, the gun seems to be smiling.

 

 

Chorus:

As you get old the world gets cold, life gets hard sometimes from the start

just listen to your heart and you will push through the pain, make a name, get some gain

I know life is hard right now but it’s not your time to die to right now

it’s tempting grabbin’ the gun havin’ some fun throwing it to your head

and with a bang and crash you’re dead, all your troubles are gone

but so is the life that you have lived for so long now

I created this song to tell you about depression it starts with oppression and ends with aggression

you hide behind a smile you’re immobile

can’t move can’t breathe feeling a little dizzy so you pull out the m9 and get busy.

 

 

Verse 2:

They say that you will hurt your family but it was that same family that hurt me

drove me crazy they’ve always said they know what’s best for me

but how can they know when they’ve never been there for me in my time of need and now I bleed

forced to wear long sleeves otherwise they’ll see

but this is my way of keeping the peace between the angels and devils that fight inside of me

so when I get angry you can hardly blame me

because quite frankly you have no idea what it’s like to be me

consumed by pain just a single grain of sand in the dust you tell me to readjust

but I’m about to self-combust my cries blown away by the gusts of wind

because in life’s game no one can win.

 

 

Chorus 2:

When you get older the world gets colder,

Life gets harder sometimes you’re down from the start up

you can’t cope, your visions getting fuzzy, your liver’s gettin’ muddy

now it’s past listening to your heart because it beats fast sitting in the dark

high as a kite no hope in sight you want to die

with a sigh you start to stare, say your last prayer scream goodbye

when the shot echoes through the night you wake up screaming you were just dreaming’

as the tears stream down your face you know it’s not your place to be in death’s embrace

you’ve fought the devil face to face and come out in first place,

you need space to erase the craze of a lifelong war but you stand tall with honour.

 

 

Chorus 3:

As you get old the world gets cold, life gets hard sometimes from the start

just listen to your heart and you will push through the pain, make a name, get some gain

I know life is hard right now but it’s not your time to die to right now

it’s tempting grabbin’ the gun havin’ some fun throwing it to your head

and with a bang and crash you’re dead, all your troubles are gone

but so is the life that you have lived for so long now

I created this song to tell you about depression it starts with oppression and ends with aggression

you hide behind a smile you’re immobile

can’t move can’t breathe feeling a little dizzy so you pull out the m9 and get busy.