Tight Rope

(album: N.Y.H.C. - 2004)

What can they say?
Not a thing course I've learned the hard way
Our own way
Stay the course, we must carry on now
I can't stray
From the path that we've chosen let's go!

Take it back, all the good and bad things
The hope and dreams I lost my drive it seems
In a way, I've lost my mind it seems
Like I didn't give a fuck anything
Tightrope walking the fine line
"Guttercoke" make me feel sublime
But all in all it's not fine
Everything is not alright

What can they say?
Not a thing course I've learned the hard way
Our own way
Stay the course, we must carry on now
I'd never stray
From the path that we've chosen let's go!

Don't we all love the fast life? We all play the game
Put the barrel straight to your brain,
Spin the chamber damn! What a shame
Hopeless no joke life is no game
But you still have time to maintain!
Think of all our fallen friends
The soldiers of the street dead end...

I have my hopes but accept the facts
The friends I've lost to the street?
We can't bring them back!
I think about how it was then
That's not too long ago my friends!
The close calls and the time spent
Have I learned my lesson yet?

I hope, I hope
And you don't want to see what I've seen
Cause you might not be so fucking lucky