Down And Out
It's just a matter of time
Before the world turns in his favour
But addiction plagues his mind
And the streets are where he calls home
Just hanging out
'Cause he's got
No-where else to go
Begs for his money
Got holes in his shoes
Still got fire in his soul
It's just a matter of time
Before the world turns in his favour
But addiction plagues his mind
And the streets are where he calls home
He's moved on
From day to day
But he still survives
He's living off drugs and alcohol
No-one cares if he's alive
It's just a matter of time
Before the world turns in his favour
But addiction plagues his mind
And the streets are where he calls home
A tortured mind
A broken soul
He numbs the pain to get through it all
Can't get worse
Or so they say
We'll leave that saying for another day
It's just a matter of time
Before the world turns in his favour
But addiction plagues his mind
And the streets are where he calls home
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