Biohazard There And Back
I've just returned from a long round trip Many tales I have to tell. Now I don't get high, so you think I'm not hip But I've seen the gates of Hell. How can a youth rise above all the shit When surrounded by such lousy influence? He clutched his pipe, took his last hit, And nobody's heard from him since. Chorus In this world of confusion Drugs were my solution The pain was breaking my heart. I shut out my reality Nearing my fatality, found myself falling apart. Miserable, horrible, life such an obstacle Making my own matters worse. To end up dead in a dark alleyway Or to ride in the back of a hearse. To die for a cause like pride or respect Or honor would make you quite worthy; A pitiful waste to live in the sewer And die before you reach thirty. Chorus (4x) Cop a bag as a crutch copping out, lose so much Hangin' out, dippin' butts Lost my mind smoking dust There and back Back in the days I was living a lie Too cool to show my feelings, too cool to cry Lost in a fog and unsure of my friends With a one way ticket headed strait for the end As the flames burnt the rope and my spirit cut loose I found my self wrapped in an emotional noose I said to myself continue no longer Today I face the world with a mind that is stronger Spent my time gettin' nice I crapped out rolling dice Look at me and my scars Now I live pure and hard There and back (4x)
