You shouldn't inhale so deep man
Feel the grip poking a lung
You're stressing, the hearts jumping

Your beat starts winding down
Your blood pressure is rising fast now
You clutch your broken arm


Grey skies
The pigeons and the doves

The trees are blue
Nice cartoon


You flipped your new Camaro
Impaled a wall upside down
With just a twelve pack of Bud

And a short ride home
You shouldn't tell that story
Or relent popular fun


Bad justice
I'm behind bars

You can't even
Read or write


You should have
Let it slide


Resin

Brown hair, burned eyes

Discreet, my face
Ball peen, red blood
Won't stop my friends


You leaped from the car
Get up and go to the store

A pack of smokes bring em' home
For the kids they're all alone


Jet fuel black lung
Inhale black smoke
Cocaine scares me

Pale skin frightened

You've slept on a bed

Of safety pins they keep you warm
The holes absorb the kerosene
Your Daddy cheers for you football team


Exhale