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Everytime the rock moves the roll,
I find that I stumble and miss the move,
inside Im screaming, I cant live this way,
I just want to run and hide away.

Theres not much to believe in,
not on this end of my block,
playa haters, jerked off killers,
the kids and destroyers trying to rock.

If I could only see the light
instead of this dark I see,
maybe I wouldnt be cursing life,
oh God I need to stop talking to me.

Escape is the one word I use,
in every thought and deed,
I can only think of how to slide
into homebase without 1 to 3 in front of me.

What is the real,
what is the image,
what the fuck do I have to do
to prove to the world Im worthy.

Till then its just another day,
I worked when I wanted to play,
the movements always surrounding me,
blinding, rather than help make me see
where the peace is living,
or the love is hiding.

So honey, push up your sleeves,
I need to get my ass out again,
to breathe, to laugh,
but until then I will live inside my tears,
live with my pain,
and stop looking down
it only makes a frown.