Kinda funny how this world can treat you like a freak in a sideshow, a carnival creature. Climbing outta cans I'm a diamond in the sand, but you can't tell the difference on a beach full of rhinestones. My life's like trying to swallow a pinecone. It's tough when you live fast just to die slow. Talk to dial tones, my dreams are far-fetched, it seems, so I sleep underneath this park bench. I know it don't make sense, and I don't expect you to know what it's like. Smoke, drink, piss, sniffing everything in my sight. Push rocks in a pipe. Liftoff I'll keep puffin 'til my lips turn white. And my chest gets tight, but who the fuck really cares when you're so far left behind that even death looks right. All I can do is hope for the best and pray, that it gets a little better than yesterday.