Keepin’ the nails short & red,
Not leavin’ nothin’ in my head,
What is in there, you know
I’ll say.
Getting my hair out of the
way,
I tie it tight, bring up
my fists.
I take the bracelets off
my wrists,
I smoke a cigarette real
quick,
I throw it out with a neat
flick,
And now I’m ready for the
fight.
My blood is hot, my lips
are tight;
A warrior is born inside.
A little fight will clear my mind.
Make me forget just for a bit,
The real problems; real shit.
The school, the health, the life, the boys,
I like to think of them as toys,
That I could throw out on a whim.
Forget about them and just swim,
Upon the wave of happiness ,
Of freedom, love and all the rest.
My breath is heavy as I punch,
Shouldn’t have had just rum for lunch…
Or maybe it’s the smoke I had,
I hear that stuff is really bad.
My nose is bleeding , knees are
weak
I used to be so strong and quick..
I guess I gave that up for .. what?
For burning out my lungs and throat ?
For spending days regretting nights ?
For missing saying ‘I’m alright’ ?
And now I’m lying on the ground,
Opponent got that winner’s crown.
There’s no one here to pick me up,
To check if I’m ok or not,
Whisper sweet lies into my ear,
Tell me all that I want to hear.
I’m helpless face down in the dirt,
My hands too weak to fix my shirt.
I’m a big mess but no one cares
Nobody laughs at me, or stares.
I slowly roll onto my back,
Look at the sky, the clouds are black.
A rainy day’ll wash me away
Not like I’d ever want to stay.
The drops start falling on my face
They follow my heart’s speeding pace
They fill my eyes, my mouth, my nose,
They wash me down just like a hose,
Now am I clean of all my sins?
But it’s too late, my body spins,
My eyes go blurry, I can’t see.
I’m gone, you can’t catch up to me.
