reality check

[Just Write]

Ive laid here often, wondering if I deserve a grave or a coffin,
All the mistakes that I've made, how I've been betrayin my conscience,
Disgracing the prophets who said i'd be a good father & husband.
Instead I've wandered away, a hypocrite passing on judgement.
Whatever the subject I'm always making excuses, faking up bruises,
Anything I can do to stray away from the truth that I'm useless.
Damn... reality hurts, and sure packs a hell of a punch..
I hope I'm packin enough drugs to help me cover it up.
Use'ta be a sucker for love, but usually i just push em away
And all the pills that I take couldn't help to cushion the pain
could honestly say my ex woman's to blame for making me nuts
Or it could be the guilt that enflames me for cheatin on her for months
Whatever it is I'm down in the dumps, but it could be worse
I could be carried away in a hearse, forgotten, then burried in dirt
Its funny how this disparaging curse is all I have left to my name...
Cuz i've been to hell and beyond, but ill never let myself be singed by the flames