Its like a bad joke I'm stuck on this dope trying to get off the ropes but each punchlines an unfortunate hoax impossible to escape forced onto the ropes try and fight back but it seems like there's no hope I thought that I beat this I thought that I won 5 years of victory and then it was all just gone so I'm back in the fight fight of my life and I swear a losing eventually I'm going to get it right So I laugh and I boast like I'm about to announce a toast pretending everything's not shattered and broke that there's still time to be woke when this nightmare in my head that I can't seem to get out of no matter what b******* I've said and stories I tell 2 the people that mean well just to get help when I know that basically I'm going to hell everyone that I know is misleading and frail the bond is broken so easily to avoid going to jail they steal for me and smile like it's all just swell but they constantly remind me of this living hell I thought that I beat this I thought that I won 5 years of victory and then it was all just gone so I'm back in the fight fight of my life and I swear a losing eventually I'm going to get it right Sometimes I wish I could start over again but if I did I know that I'd be somebody different and I don't want to be anything but who I am I just hate who I am more than anyone can and I don't understand why at night when I cry but still I hit this pipe and live this lie waiting for something to change but I won't change my life I know it's not right and I know that I can do better than this man hopefully one day I'll get off my ass and finally take a stand