You're looking out Of private eyes Wearing shades In disguise But your soul-talk Never lies.
You hide in dresses Garish red You break your back You break your bed Can't you get it Through your head? One more shot You may be dead.
Russian Roulette's No game to play It's all a gamble As you say Want to live Another day? If you die... You'd better PRAY.
You strut the streets You sail in yachts Your jetsetter life Is paid for. Bought. You can go to Fiji But your thoughts Are still around They can't be fought.
You drink & drug To hide the scars Wear long sleeves For all the mars A lowlife ***** A superstar Wherever you go...
... there you are.
SøułSurvivør (C) 7/21/2017
No matter where you go or what you do you'll always face the enemy. YOU.
I know. I was an addict. But I died... in Christ. Now HE is in control. I still have to wrestle self. I still have troubles. But it's LIGHT-YEARS better than it was.