15 years of waiting for the day
Leave the destitution far away
Lights that beckon, girls that seem to say
“Come with me and I will make you pay”
7 months of living on the streets
Boredom in the town that never sleeps
Needles passing time and passing pain
Pump into your arm and seize your brain
T.V. says you can have it all
Sell yourself while the others fall
Who needs friends, when your money speaks?
You need friends when you’re cut you bleed
No more happy ever afters
Shakes himself, takes a one-way ride
Leaves the crowds and the lights behind
Adverts say you can be like me
One more man joins reality