My Eyes
Written by John Rueben
March 3, 2002

In my eyes
My brother dies
My mother cries

Sold drugs
Hung with Thugs
Shot slugs

Thought I was tough
Thought life was rough
Thought I had enough

Lived a life of crime
Walked a narrow line
Now I'm doin time

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