Choices

They told me drugs were a dead end
but what in the hell did they know
they sat at home all alone
no will to fight and nowhere to go

so first i tried some beer
then a cigarette
the came the weed
then cocaine got me wet

i drowned in the snow
so deep my snow angels cried
they couldn't pull me out the cold
so in a crack pipe coffin I lied

all the time I ran to have fun
running till lucifer smiles
even though I'm running from yourself
you can't regain the time or the miles

headed for self destruction
not even the clues slow me down
now lying in my final resting place
in this hard, cold, hollow ground

to late to turn back
fall has come and gone
when i was in the spring of innocence
i should have chose right instead of wrong