All the doors are closed to man
And everything works against his plan
Even himself
There hasn’t been a race he’s refused to run
Even when his feet were numb
Even when he was drunk
There hasn’t been a song he hasn’t sung
Even when the air was stuck in his lungs
Even when he scarred his tongue
He’s chased after glory
Since the day his father shot him out of his *****
Since the day he slipped out of his mother’s groin
Life has tossed him around
Like gamblers casting lots and tossing coins
Still, where there is music, he joins
They want him to beg, but he’s too proud
He speaks, they say he’s too loud
He hasn’t made a sale
And the rain is already covering the cloud
He goes home to come back the next day
And the voices in his head won’t let him get away
Like the people who throw insults in his face
He slaps a man gets thrown in jail
He’s got no money to make bail
Spends the night leaning on a nail
The night crawls like a tired snail
The snores of the smelly inmates
And the voices in his head won’t let him sleep
In there, he thinks of his one true love who got away
She’s married, three kids, another on the way
How she loved him, but he pushed her away
And now there’s no one to call
He sits
Staring at and inhaling the blood and human waste
Stuck on the wall
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 11:36 AM UTC
All the doors are closed to man
And everything works against his plan
Even himself
There hasn’t been a race he’s refused to run
Even when his feet were numb
Even when he was drunk
There hasn’t been a song he hasn’t sung
Even when the air was stuck in his lungs
Even when he scarred his tongue
He’s chased after glory
Since the day his father shot him out of his *****
Since the day he slipped out of his mother’s groin
Life has tossed him around
Like gamblers casting lots and tossing coins
Still, where there is music, he joins
They want him to beg, but he’s too proud
He speaks, they say he’s too loud
He hasn’t made a sale
And the rain is already covering the cloud
He goes home to come back the next day
And the voices in his head won’t let him get away
Like the people who throw insults in his face
He slaps a man gets thrown in jail
He’s got no money to make bail
Spends the night leaning on a nail
The night crawls like a tired snail
The snores of the smelly inmates
And the voices in his head won’t let him sleep
In there, he thinks of his one true love who got away
She’s married, three kids, another on the way
How she loved him, but he pushed her away
And now there’s no one to call
He sits
Staring at and inhaling the blood and human waste
Stuck on the wall