I'm going there to give him cash, Hear him laugh bring him back If I cant tear down these walls I'll slip in through the crack If that crack ain't big enough I'm sick enough to get committed, Where he's been I ain't been Allowed to visit, and I miss him
They put me in a submission hold Got him living in a hole Give me the rope, pull it back Cut him slack he's getting old It's cold, there's nothing For his bones..he's shaking Always put on hold That prison phone's always taken
They put me on a speaker but My voice is breaking up I'd like to think he caught bits and pieces 'fore the gates could shut RAISE IT UP Somebody cover me, I'm going in, With razor cuts, And something ugly that I know within
Can't afford the luxury Of exposing everything But I've been doing the best that I can I take it day by day Just one step at a time And I don't need a sobriety test To walk the line
Walking on this tightrope With arms open wide, Hoping to find you 'live And well on the other side So I could give you This gift as a symbol When I felt the rope loosen I knew I missed my window
He really did love you You know.. pat pat.. I said 'Get your fucking Hand off my back' This is my passage into adulthood And I need not Small talk fingers fishing From a weak spot
I used to dream a lot In search for meaning in a sleepwalk The only time I find myself Having a deep talk And now I never sleep 'cause sleep Is the cousin of death One can never rest depending on How up the drugs get
Upset? submit me to a bloodtest Find no trace of my words reverting back to Wait, that wasnt what I meant... My right eye is sunrise The left is sunset The moonshine ain't Got me drunk yet
My tounge's wet For the lunar eclipse And when youre flat broke ain't nothing You wont do for a fix It's a beautiful mix Of Jesus-Juice from my lips And words that are stuck So I stirred 'em up with a crucifix
And this is where I found A friend in Christ But I also found a few spikes And I decided to use them As pegs on my bike So you could have a place to stand When I broke you out of that vice And now I'm going back to rehab
I'm going back to rehab I'm going back to rehabback to back..going back to rehab...I dont drink though
I'm going back As a dead again Christian, With a medicine prescription The other friend of Bill Let let let me in Get me outta this Hooked up to plugs and wires While dogs sniff For a powdered substance
In a town of judgements With glass house developments Cookie-cutter Republican School-book intelligence They never considered How just one rock, Could crack the whole facade Now they confiscate slingshots
I will not meditate on the sermon Heaven's gate is burning So we self-medicate with bourbon While their collection players Turn into a purse I've turned into a second rate person But I'm not the first
This isnt your typical Cry for help I tried to melt, someone stopped The trickling with a bible belt Reminded me of tourniquets And heroin nods Now that -- that right there? That's one hell of a God
You cant match magic With an addict that's got a map and compass In order to find a substance And matchstick that functions A searching and fearless Immoral inventory 'Til every person with a story Begins to bore me
I did what I had to do to get To the place where your face Wasn't such a blurry mess I packed all your favorite promises And words that we kept You weren't hard to find, All it took was 13 steps
And now I'm going back to rehab I'm Going back to rehab Going back to rehab Going back to rehab huh, I don't drink though
Going there to give him cash, Hear him laugh bring him back If I cant tear down these walls I'll slip in through the crack If that crack ain't big enough I'm sick enough to get committed, Where he's been I ain't been Allowed to visit, and I miss him
Put me in a submission hold Got him living in a hole Give me the rope, pull it back Cut him slack he's getting old This bitter cold, there's nothing For his brittle bones..he's shaking Eternally put on hold That prison phone's always taken
Put me on a speaker but My voice is breaking up Like to think he caught bits and pieces 'fore the gates could shut RAISE IT UP Somebody cover me, I'm going in, With razor cuts, Something ugly that I know within
Can't afford the luxury Of exposing everything But I'm doing the best that I can I take it day by day Just one step at a time And I don't need a sobriety test To walk the line