Cinderblocks for Shoes

Bad news is that there's nothing good to say
The minty flavors been chewed to nothing
That I can taste
Harsh reality just set in today
That my limbs were drying quickly in concrete and clay
I made my peace with jesus
We wrote a letter to heaven
Saying "will you be there to greet us?
Or just show us the back door?"
- chorus x 2-
Jumping from a bridge
With one hand tied to the railing
I am thinking of you
With cinderblocks for shoes

and with a touchtone phone I listen
To the problems of a city
Life is like a hello kitty
Voice inside of me that's all gone wrong
When before the door was open
Like the window I've broken
I can't help if I'm spacin'
My messiah's freebasing
My blood is boiling and racing
As I crumble at the core
-chorus out