One Week - El Caco

I had one week on morphine

I had two weeks to recover

I wasn’t bleeding, but hurt

You should’ve seen inside of me

As being bottled

And put a cap on

This substance was golden

You shouldn’t feel a thing

Join the leaf, let go, leap the tree

I’ll help myself and live to tell

I’ll take my chances

I’ll help myself and live to tell

I’ll take my chances

Pain was just as present

My head gone in a daze

I crawled up in bed

Not erect for a second

No bones broken

Go recover yourself

Here’s a prescription

A little help on the way

Join the leaf, let go, leap the tree

I’ll help myself and live to tell

I’ll take my chances

I’ll help myself and live to tell

I’ll take my chances

I’ll help myself and live to tell

I’ll take my chances

I’ll help myself and live to tell

I’ll take my chances

I’ll help myself and live to tell

I’ll take my chances

I’ll help myself from this hell

I’ll take my chances