I’ve been told the world hasn’t gotten worse,
But my eyes have only grown
Well I’ve been told I’m a child of God,
But why have I been sold to the devil?
 
He owns me now and he’s making me
Fall deeper and deeper into the crowd
It makes it harder to see things clearly
But I try to fight off the bad
 
I try to be strong but the cuts are healing now
And the smokes no good,
So I’ll roll another and pretend I’m good
 
Do I fit in now? I wake up and where
The hell am I? In the arms of a stranger,
A man I don’t know.
He says he loves me, but I don’t know how.

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