Do Crime -

Another crutch that makes me unable to stand

It starts so innocent but quickly out of hand

Something I know, on familiar ground

Up to shut down

I know that this is not ok

Maintain a level to delay

I know I’m throwing time away

Manage the sickness, this is not ok

Infection growing each day

A mercy sedation

Another crutch carried along just like a badge

Like being soaked in gasoline holding a match

Takes me to a place I’ve known all of my life

Where i can always hide

Slowly bleed out, face down on the bathroom floor

Away from here, circle the drain from that life before

Desperation, fuels frustration

Do crime to stay alive

Looking through numbness for some pain

Something to hurt something to feel

Hoping today that it will rain

Tomorrow never has appeal

Mercy on me

So I can breath

So I can be

Mercy on me