He wakes up
crawls out of his bed
He has burns on his fingers
and a busting head
The reflection in the mirror
is somebody else
He does'nt even recognize
his ownself
He scowers the streets
to get what he can
He's nothing but a junky
a beaten man
What would all of his friends say
if he lets them
See him this way
He goes out late at night
and tries to find
his perfect high
When he finally gets in
He thinks to himself
is it ever gonna end
Hes a broken man
Hes a broken MAN
All of the people say
he wont make it another day
He's nothing but a loser
and will always be
Another victim of society
So he strikes a lite
and puts it to
his pipe
He breaths the poison in
This is the last time
never again,he says
He's a broken man
He's a broken MAN
He meet's up
with his friends
Knowing they'll drag him down again
They put it in his face
and he cant say no
He has a little bit
and he's on the go
He's a broken man
He's a broken MAN
Fleshman hooked again
trapped inside this world
his skin
He's got a hooker
for his lover
And a dealer for his brother
Game over
He'll never win
A lazy king with a broken crown
The walls to his castle
have fallen down
He sets in the closet
with a pipe in his hand
And he searches the floor
like a starving man
He's a broken man
He's a broken MAN
He just keeps on falling
He falls all the way down
He just keeps on sinking
He's swimming strong
but still he drowns
He's a BROKEN MAN
© 2006 LOKI
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