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   You got no love, end up in jail   A few more beefs, a five year tail   Prison term before too long      Your number's up   And 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 number one   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   Now 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 the 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   Stomach 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