Just for Kicks
Snot
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Yeah, growin' up in broken homes, you
Find yourself at ten years old, yeah
Runnin' drag and startin' fights, but
Minors hide behind their rights, so
Start slow with beer and pot
Soon you're bored with what you've got
Try some dope at first for kicks
A promise that you'd never fix
Fade away from the path you chose
You stuck your arm and you started to lose
Try to stop the pain and strife
A downward spiral is your life
Some years later your life's a shell
Still locked inside this living hell
Only cope to leave your house
Now meet the cops your luck's run out, you
Got no love and end up in jail
Hope you won't be by yourself
Prison term, before too long
Your number's up
And now you are gone
Just for kicks
Just for kicks
Just, for, kicks!
Now it feels just like a dream
But it's not what it seems
Gotta block out the screams
I'm too tired to defend
Bring my life to an end
This I can't comprehend
But it's coming
Now the needle's in my neck
I know that mine is not
The only life I've wrecked
Now that I know the battle can't be won
Selfishness weighs a ton
Lookin' out for number one
As if my life was so pretty
Now things look shitty
And there's no one to save me from
Fuckin' pain
It burns hot from the inside out
Now there ain't no doubt
How this bout started out, just for kicks
They finally brought me down
Sympathy can't be found
Locking doors the only sound
I've screwed over all who care
It don't seem fair
They stripped my soul bare
I can't take it!
Now it starts to come on strong
The long arm of the law
Coming down on my head
It's been so long
Since I have felt the sun beating down from above
Without bars on my cage to remind me
That I got screwed up
And I've got no love
From a truck
What the fuck
I'll keep truckin' down
I'm locked in this cell
Kickin' it in hell
Ain't no joke the straight dope started out
Just for
One, two, three, four!
Kickin' dope in a jail cell
You wanna die it feels like hell, yeah
Muscles ache you cannot sleep, a
Stomach ache you cannot eat
Do your time and make parole
Now you're free, out of this hole
Think you'd learn and start to cope, but
But from the gate you score some dope
Nothing changes and you start to regress
You're all fucked up and life is a mess once again