You know the funny thing about life is you live
Every second you live you\'re suppose to give
But how can you give when everything is screaming death
How can you live when you\'re on the streets selling meth
Everyones different and it seems
That no one has the compassion to look beyond the seams
Everyone judges by appearance
when they see a girl buying things on clearance
How can you judge her you dont know her
Why dont you look alittle further
No father, No money
They litle she gets she buys here mom honey
They live alone in the dark streets
One day she\'ll grow up to be... me
