Tuesday, September 21, 2004
SETTLE FOR NOTHIN'
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage
But it's one that I can recognize
Having never seen the color of my father's eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell, but it's a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family
But I slipped
To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I got a 9, a sign, a set and now I got a name
Read my writing on the wall
No one's here to catch me when I fall
Death is on my side....suicide!
If we don't take action now
We settle for nothing later
Settle for nothing now
And we'll settle for nothing later