On my RollTurning away,On my Roll by alcohol-user
the shadows on your back,
how many times I've seen them play,
in my mind I am beneath you,
A nothing worth speck of dust,
and so I charge head on into hell,
face first into the pit of fire ,
self destruct, rock and toll,
spears, needles; they're all the same,
baby powder, cocaine; its all the same,
beer and coffee; because of you it's all the same.
Change it comes,
And I'll rock and roll; you missed out
and I'm on a roll.