Thats life, thats what i say,
shot up in april, strung out in may,
but i know it wont, be too soon,
when im back on night train in june
i said thats life, as funny as it may seem
all of my friends get their kicks stompin on my dreams
but i dont let it get me down
cuz this fucked up world keeps me spinning around
ive been a pupet, pauper, pirate a poet, a pawn & a king
ive been up and down over and out and i know one thing
each time i find my self flat on my face
i pick myself up and get back in the race
thats lif
i tell ya i cant deny it
i thought of quittin lady my heart aint gonna buy it
and if i didnt think it was worth one single try
i'd shoot me up a bag and then id fly
ive been a pupet, pauper, pirate a poet, a pawn & a king
ive been up and down over and out and i know one thing
each time i find my self flat on my face
i pick myself up and get back in the race
thats life
and i have defied it
many timesi have cut out but i havent died yet
and if there is nothing shakin by this july
im gonna shoot myself up with a speed ball & die!