It’s led me down some dark alley ways
But it hasn’t taken my spirit
I long for those carefree, slothful, old days
My head I could easily clear it

It’s become my all-time favorite nemesis
And not for lack of ambition
I’m languish toward the thieving genesis
I wish it’d go into remission

Vile skills I shamelessly, impetuously sharpened
Being, the first time was the hardest
But through each caper I never felt disheartened
As yet, it hasn’t taken my stardust