Junk Life
Stole a car one day and kept it for a month
I had to feed my habit somehow
I've done a lot of shameful things like pawned some stolen rings
But I had to feed my habit somehow
Junk life
I fill my soul full of gasoline
And then I strike match on my tongue
I need to think about my actions because I always get myself fucked up
I never found a remedy
Oh I live the way it was before I fell into this junk life
I'd love to repent
But I represent a minority
The disoriented youth here full of excuses and selfish abuses and nothing's ever our damn fault
Can I have some money please
Everyday's the same and all of the pain remains
Stole a car one day and used it for a month
I had to feed my habit somehow
I've one a lot of shameful things like pawned my neighbors rings
But I had to feed my habit somehow
God I feel like a scumbag now
Autor(es): Anthonye Navarro