Vicious Cycle

She grew up in a drug
Haze
She lost her ways
In the maze of
Troubles
And the sex-craze

She became
An accidental mother with
A black thumb
Her womb was a
Tomb
I was
Unlucky enough
To call her
Mom

I wanted to change
So I estranged her
But not for long
In a battle of right and wrong
I lost too. I wasn't strong
You know

As it goes, little by little
I had learned to play with a needle
Yeah

I'm a suicidal psycho
Vicious cycle! Vicious cycle!

Now I am
In the dark room
In the drug fume

In the loom of
Gradual
Doomsday
And low standards

The deflating self-worth
Losing my youth
Cursing my birth
Loving my filth
I wish
I could turn
Time and Earth
Backwards

I wanted to change
Before going derange
But not for long
In a battle of right and wrong
I lost too. I wasn't strong
You know

As it goes, little-that-little-this
We all learn to play with needles
Yeah

I'm a suicidal psycho
Vicious cycle! Vicious cycle!

As it goes, little-that-little-this
We all learn to play with needles
Yeah

I'm a suicidal psycho
Vicious cycle! Vicious cycle!

As it goes, little-that-little-this
We all learn to play with needles
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Dan Ryan
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