Please allow me to present my recollection Of when my life took a major change in direction I've heard people talk through the years and seen intention To offer fabrication and relay a misconception so Let's set the record straight, commemorate The biggest obstacle I've overcome I need to separate The fact from the fiction, the crack smack addiction Emotions that this period would generate Secondary school, where the shit began Me and my three best pals started to hit the can Sniffing aerosols, smoking draw, taking gas Sparking up one after another and evading class I let wanting to be accepted get the better of me And that quest for popularity eventually rob me Of the chance to realise my capabilities But I was too busy with thieving, lies and taking liberties
Make it, no more hurting when you cry You're gonna make it No more teardrops from the sky You're gonna make it No more saying your goodbyes You're gonna make it You can make it if you try You're gonna make it
So smoking weed was becoming a habit And your brain is such a terrible thing to waste doing nothing is tragic Dropped one of my A Levels Not cos of my abilities but for extra curricular activities Then came the raves, finding ecstasy And a subject that over time I'd find perplexing me You see my so called mates were just a bunch of twats And that's another part of my life full of complexity Over time I guess the raves weren't enough Cos certain members of the faculty had started burning stuff That was completely inappropriate Known as scag, H, brown, smack, tings or known as opiate And like a little prick Jimmy stayed and hung around Even though I'd already been made to look a clown It still took some time for me to eventually succumb But when I did it twisted my character left me feeling numb
Make it, no more hurting when you cry You're gonna make it No more teardrops from the sky You're gonna make it No more saying your goodbyes You're gonna make it You can make it if you try You're gonna make it
So 6 months chasing the dragon was admittedly The worst time of my life I was smoking crack intermittently I heard some crackhead shit, prick at least I overcame D'ya say that to your mates who everyone week are sniffing cocaine? It's all the same shite I used this episode to make me stronger, spur me on and always keep the flame alight See I got through it when I was left alone And not once did I see a bottle of methadone But this is no sob story I don't want sympathy It's just setting it straight for the wankers who've got it in for me And a chance to apologise to my family For everything I did the enormity and the gravity Of my actions, are a burden That I'll carry with me until they're closing the curtain Even if I fucking settle out in St Tropez I'd never change my past cos its made me the man I am today
Make it, no more hurting when you cry You're gonna make it No more teardrops from the sky You're gonna make it No more saying your goodbyes You're gonna make it You can make it if you try You're gonna make itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
