stuck in the undertow cuz theres no luck no where else to go you should make a real reason u should giveyour self something to believe in youbrought yourself to an end your not even your own friend when you save yourself and come back to reality maybe you can find me your like a lost pup and a bad rep is all you picked up youd get desperate so youd always ask for a ciggerette too close to hells gate but your the one who made your own mistakes smokin yourself out but you houldnt pout you just need to concentrate your not getting anywhere you should help yourself b4 its to late when you save yourself and come back to reality maybe you can find me your a shame but its only you to blame you have a beautiful shape in the wrong type of frame you make it so theres nothing else to gain theres nothin ut your srry self pain your life went in the gutterst to fast of a pace your hearts poundin so fast as if life to you is a race smokin it all away its a disgrace cuz all you leave yourself with is your pain your own mista