Borderline -

Some say we are not different

Some say we both are scum

but I am the one who’s paid

the price of your apathetic fun

Some say I could be different

Some say I am no scum

That’s a decent train of thought

Still, decent I won’t become

Some find the hole to escape

Some try to hold them back

No doubt I’ll be a good son

Predestined to walk along your track

See how I pull the trigger

Without removing the needle

Some part of you has faded

Some part of you still wants

all the rest of conscious I have

a vile parental care that haunts

See how I pull the trigger

Without removing the needle

Bars or a syringe is my wage

I’ll have a warden on my side

You were just another psycho

What I am is but borderline