I need to stop tripping
before I start slipping
And end up sipping
And every thing in my world
Starts flipping

I'll end up getting high
And my mouth will start to lie
And I'll continue to almost die
Constantly asking my "why?"
As I watch my life roll right on by

You will ask me if I'm high
I'll just deny
Or I probably won't even reply
I'll take pity on myself
And if I know me
I’ll start to cry

I'll slowly start fading
I'll ask you "why you feel the need to Be so damn invading?"
I'll stop going home
And leave you sitting there waiting
While I'm out in the streets
Doing what they say is so degrading

I'll start to feel lonely
And end up replacing praying
With what I thought was playing
It will be just a matter of time
Before I start to look homely
And You’ll be the reason
For all my blaming

But yet there I will be
Sitting in the same ole bar
Wondering how I got all these ugly scars
I'll end up lighting up a cheap cigar I'll find comfort in some strangers arms

Now the time has arrived
Where I don't want to be alive
Now it's time to decide
Do I want to survive?
Yes I do!
Now it's time for me to thrive
And before I know it
I'll be revived!





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