Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avry Truex
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Revelry Studios
Producer
Lyrics
Well I roam these streets
Consuming their minds
Stealing God's children
I rob 'em all blind
But you'll never catch me
I hide in plain sight
Any man in the day
Could be a junkie in the night
It's just a small prick
And it'll soothe you your pain
Of the back-breaking labor
Of getting through your day
Now he was a man
Who left him his daughter
To tend to a love
The addiction he'd fathered
He'd plunder and rob
So she'd beg and she'd plead
It broke her her heart
Black tar was all he needed
It's just a quick shot
To get through the day
The Pills and the Powder
Have paven their way
Now she was a mother
With four-month-old child
Sold him for 30's
All with a smile
She lay in the streets
For 3 long days
Before they had noticed
Her baby had gone away
It's just a few pills
To take the edge off of life
But without them, I swear
I can be the violent type
Mothers and fathers
Sisters and brothers
Close friends and lovers
Sons and daughters
Lawyers and teachers
Bankers and preachers
Construction workers
Can all be abusers
Writer(s): Avry Truex
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