Wish this bad trip would lose its grip and let the blood drip from every stitch of all this shit i tried to fix now im as broken as it gets with blazing fist only sayin what i meant cause posers aint got shit keep em cozy in the ditch with every other bitch lost without a nitch just livin by the bass hits somewhere between the wife and the kids i let the lyrics spin in hopes to get lost again strong in the spirit weak in the mind tell me what did you expect to find after all this time the chime isnt as sublime from the other side when they making waves you just gotta ride the tide and bide your time to stay alive heres to those who wont make it we poured the shot but we cant make you take it this antidote is poison but it keeps our lips moistened rather be dead then dry rather die then try but i dont lie i always lay awake at night and wait for a sign that says youve made it you can rest till then i strive to be the best like a silverback beating on his chest im the king so kiss the crest like your just a guest trying to traverse the mess thats kept me useless