//i feel like the whole world tries to ruin my life
my days, they sometimes end up in strife
but i search for that single, solitary light
that will make my nights much more than right
//everythings breaking apart
im losing friends ive had since the start
of my teenage existance
the blisters swell in my head
blisters filled with dread
as i walk through these streets of death
it aint easy in the west
san diego's been tough for me
but produces a leeway to a better way
//the streets, like i said, are the streets of the dead
just the sounds that explode in your head
be glad youre not here
if you are you know my fear
walking the road alone
they wont just take your cell phone
the bloods can leave you bloodied
the crips can leave you crippled
if youre not strong, theyll beat your shit trippled
//i try so hard everyday someone takes it away(x4)
//(x2)