Painful Memory

It's going down again

From the rage in my mind to the sound system

From the streets to the concrete wall

Where I spent a little time down there but what for

Cause I got beat down again

The same old shit keeps happening

Another hero on stage

A loser in the bar

Where money your pocket don't go to far

In this world of financial success

I got lost along the way, I guess

Money hungry motherfuckers in brand new cars

Talking on cell phones to reach for the stars

And when I'm gone you know I won't be coming back

To this place

I ain't got what it takes

There's nothing left for me, no piece of mind, no sanity

Just painful memory, that I don't need inside of me

All of what's yours will be gone in time

With the illusion of progress in this life

Unfinished products, nowhere to go

Just standing around in the cold

The systems backed up, nothing's comin through

A little more leverage for me to use

Because I never gave a damn about that shit

I just keep on getting on with it

And I may be the last in line

But I'm still lookin out for what's mine

In this world of confusion and despair

I'm looking out for me, oh yeah