Next
Chance
(First night in Clarksville)
Here I am at a new place in a new time
Keeping a few old habits just to remind
Myself of my past, and where I come
from
And the strings of hell from which I
would frequently strum
Look at who I was and now who I am
Think of all the pounds of weed me and
my boys use to slam
Think about the times you stuck the gun
to your head
Think about all the times that you
wished you were dead
Now try and believe the amount of dirt
that I did
Now try and imagine the same guy
growing up and having a kid
And think about all the friends that
you know in the pen
And try and believe your whole life has
been nothing but sin
Now maybe you know who I am and what
I’ve been through
Now try and tell me no one can do what
I do
I believe people can change under
certain circumstance
You can do it yourself; you just need
to change your stance
Some people get blinded by their pride
and their back-stabbing peers
Some get blinded by the drugs or those
imported beers
Just like I get overcome by anxiety and
guilt
By the past that I paved and the future
I’m trying to get built
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