To Whom It May Concern

Lyrics
[Verse] Such a long way down in the vortex Where there's no way out of that black hole Pressured in the pounding in your chest And you couldn't shake free once it got hold Spent so many days back in that road I was throwing rocks at my past while I crackled Now I got a crack at coming back 'Cause when you cheat death, it feels like everybody's lookin' at you Each deep breath that I take, I feel that God is in me So you mock me and hate me, it does not offend me I'm back from the pits of the beast Where the dopebags stick to the streets Where thе toe tags mass-produced in Massachusetts, 'causе way too many kids deceased And I coulda been one Woulda been me, and I shoulda been dumb That's where I'm from, yeah, that's where I'm from No not my cousin, please spare my son, you know I love him Make one false move, it'll choose you With a chalk outline and a cruiser With the ambulance van and the news truck Somebody's gonna die today, I wonder who's up So I took a walk over methadone mile 'Cause I can't turn my backs on the facts A dope fiend lean, said I kept my own style Spitting all my lyrics to me clacks on the tracks That I was writing to ten years ago, wow Wish I knew then what I came to know now I was once young, I was wild, I was foul Wanted to get out but I didn't know how So full of rage in a shroud made of pain, and a cloud full of rain always followed me around Trapped in a cage that I made with the pilot on my plane that would always steer me straight into the ground Now, I'm post-crash, I'm alive and well It's been a long hard ride through Hell I didn't want to make this record but I owe it, it's a story I survived to tell Armed with the truth, here's a full clip One last time for my pulpit If I can give hope to the hopeless Then everything else is bullshit
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- Slaine