As I house myself
In a shade of poverty
Shame has covered my heart
It feel like someone has tore it apart

At times suicide visit my mind
For I just can't foresee tomorrow, I'm blind
To this life combined with pain, assigned
By the Devil and, I continuously declined

He's invitation to dance to his tune
Maybe I will see him in the afternoon
For now I'm a little bit loon
Not surprising when your pockets are empty

I guess I...