The saddest thing in life
Is a wasted talent
A future gone dim
And it's then by us
Big cities bright lights
All the places I went
But will I be a Larry Bird
Or a Len Bias
Only so many voices that
I can quiet
Only so many traumas
I can withstand
How long can I possibly
Make amends by it
My own family is here
Sinking in quicksand
I thought I beat the odds
I'm a product of my envi
Orments and since I'm brought up
With narcotics to get high
I can wish upon a star
And take a shot up at the sky
But no matter where I go
I'm still rotten on the inside
My pride is fuckin with me
Like It's tougher to decide
If I should resuscitate
Or just suffocate and die
I wish I could find a serum
But that's just the addict in me
Looking for a pill to cure him
The Day Before I Die
Everyday I drink
A gallon of the whiskey now
Plus I throw a few hundred
To the pushers
Last month I pissed away
Like maybe 50 thou
And every night
I leave my stomach in the bushes4
What a fall from grace now
It's starting to look like its
Hopeless for me
When the walls come straight down
Well you already know the story
I beat the odds and doubled down
And doubled down again
Kept sayin fuck it grab my balls
And then I guzzle down my gin
With the blood all on my skin
Always trouble round the bend
I'm so sick and full of anger
That's the struggle that I'm in
This gun in this palm
Gets shot in its history
My son and his mom
Are not gonna miss me
I just really need
Some vodka to mix me
There's not a priest on this earth or
A doctor fix me
The Day Before I Die
When I awaken I'm shaking
And caught up I'll
Take a swig of swill
And wash down some of these assorted pills
To stop my liver quivering
I'm not sure it will
All this cocaine and this whiskey
Is moving in for the kill
No I'm wincing and I'm inching toward
This instinct to survive
But my penchant is to lie keep on
Rincing what's inside
Get things in sync with my high
Say goodbye to these cherry skies
Until I felt the sadness
In Terry's eyes
Daddy tricked us again
Mommy didn't he
He didn't show up to see us
He's always kidding me
Now I've endured the losses
In the midst of this abyss
And I could live with all of it
But I couldn't live with this
They were sharp pieces of the glass
From a broken spirit
That cut my heart open wide
God I hope you hear it
When I'm asking for a miracle
This time
And give me freedom from this sickness
In my mind
The Day Before I Die