Trudging through the mud of the south pole
Poisoning the mind to ease the soul
Falling down further into the blackest hole
It's so much easier to lie down and accept
Than to climb out and realize the promise I kept.
Disgusted, I bring myself only to harm
Reminded constantly by a branded forearm
I hear them calling to me from track to train
They are hungry again, distilled in my vein
Why do i keep doing this to myself?
The price is greater than what they tell me
It's so controlling and persistant, I do what it tells me to
So I keep sticking myself, because I know it is the closest to heaven I will ever be
I am dying to be skagging
I am Skagging to be dragging
The light of life, diminishing within
With a lost perception of faith, hope, and sin
Its been 2 months now since I've been down that road
Their voices have faded, I think I've rid of them
A much cleaner perception of the things i loathe
Cast out and defeated, I'm proud I can earn my own way now.