Childhood what childhood
I would erase it if I could
but it is impossible
it is corroded deep into my memory
I can not place my hand on my heart and say
that there really was so much good
that came my way
but I found out how to handle it
at least I thought so for a while in my
confused mind
crime was fun and it gave me a sort of identity
I did not understand
how much it finally would cost me

I was running wild
I gave my life to crime
and nobody could stop me
I was a crazy child

And what can I say about my youth
the whole thing was a crazy experiment
that gave me an experience
that makes me feel
that if I could change it
I would give my soul for it
when I think about those people that I sacrificed
because I was too proud to admit
that they cared for me
and that turned me into
a cold hearted selfish
and self centered young man
who did not care for anything dead or alive
my friends on the street
meant everything to me
and now I am feeling like a very old man
with a soul that feels like it has been here
much too long
so think carefully about how you use
or abuse your life
because there is no chance
to escape unmoved

What about my new future
the course is ready
but time will show
only one thing is really sure
I feel steady
for the first time in my life
and never again
will I let greed control anything
and when I see someone who bleeds
I will reach out my hand
because I am a different man now
since the day I threw hate
out of my cold heart
and chose life the way it shall be
because I forced my eyes open
and looked at myself
and I was scared