Stand

my life has gone from shambles to shackles
and it's no surprise that i'm here once more

i'm sick of street credit scores and daily addiction chores
and being torn between trying to score and striving for more

i'm backpedaling blindly down a path i've been down before

i've heard stories of falling from glory
always told through different eyes
but always ending on the same scene

i'm lucky
i haven't lost everything worth losing

yet

but i bet
i'm gonna get what i'm gonna get
and if i'm still fumbling along tomorrow
i'm as good as dead, that's my best guess

unless
i get back up and sing
cause if i don't stand for something
i'll fall for anything