Black 47 - Walk All The Days Lyrics
i never figured it would end up this wayas i lay on the ground, and silently prayedfor god's intervention, my soul to savewho the hell is the saint of lost causes?i could see from their eyes, my time it wasn't longreporters inquired why my vest wasn't onmy partner was crying for me to stay strongthe sirens seemed to grow quieter...walk all the days just to stagger at nighta pension at twenty if all goes all rightto the junkies, the yuppies, ice-t, and the whoresi bid you a sln agus beannachtit seemed like the shooter was barely fifteenalready his life had been stripped of all dreamsthe crack and the gats make for one hectic scenelife never seemed any cheaper.i'll always remember the words that he saidover and over they ring through my head