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Short changed, short fuse

Down and out, with nothing to lose

I always hit the ground running going nowhere fast

Empty pockets, empty streets

Empty promises I can't keep

Lookin' for answers at the bottom of the glass

I got some bad ideas

I got some wicked thoughts

I got a mind for crossing the line

It's not a crime 'til you get caught

I got some bad ideas

I got some bad ideas tonight

I got a feeling that I can't explain

It can't be wrong cause there ain't no right

Hard time, hard livin'

All taking and no giving

It's all fleeting highs and never ending lows

Too much, too soon

The long march down the road to ruin

I never knew any other direction to go