Counting Nails
Another day I awake, to that guttural ache
I was born in a suffering age, meant to pay
For my parents mistakes
Im an abuser, a born again loser, stuck in a cycle of hate
A life of self decay
Its always there in the back of my mind
Like a parasite, that keeps me up at night
From the needle to the grave I remain a slave
Till the day I die
Im counting nails, like jesus christ, on a crucifix of time
Im an abuser, a fucking loser, stuck in a cycle of hate, a life of self decay
From the needle to the grave I remain a slave, till the day I die
Im counting nails, like jesus christ, on a crucifix of time
Eyes bloodshot, in the dope spot. Sticking with the needle never fucking with the crack rock
Waiting for this dope to kick in, let it flow through paper and pen
And let this mother fuckin shit set it off
Till Im pulling guts out and the morphine sets me free
I am comatose, eyes closed, praying for another dose
Chemicals take ahold of me until I cant breathe
Hyperventilate, can't see straight, higher than god himself upon a new plane
Just to come back down, when the dope runs out
From the needle to the grave, I remain a slave, to self inflicted pain
Im counting nails, like jesus christ, on this crucifix of mine
Im crucified every time I open my eyes
I was born in a suffering age, meant to pay
For my parents mistakes
Im an abuser, a born again loser, stuck in a cycle of hate
A life of self decay
Its always there in the back of my mind
Like a parasite, that keeps me up at night
From the needle to the grave I remain a slave
Till the day I die
Im counting nails, like jesus christ, on a crucifix of time
Im an abuser, a fucking loser, stuck in a cycle of hate, a life of self decay
From the needle to the grave I remain a slave, till the day I die
Im counting nails, like jesus christ, on a crucifix of time
Eyes bloodshot, in the dope spot. Sticking with the needle never fucking with the crack rock
Waiting for this dope to kick in, let it flow through paper and pen
And let this mother fuckin shit set it off
Till Im pulling guts out and the morphine sets me free
I am comatose, eyes closed, praying for another dose
Chemicals take ahold of me until I cant breathe
Hyperventilate, can't see straight, higher than god himself upon a new plane
Just to come back down, when the dope runs out
From the needle to the grave, I remain a slave, to self inflicted pain
Im counting nails, like jesus christ, on this crucifix of mine
Im crucified every time I open my eyes
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Writer(s): Aaron Pike-inman
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