[Verse 1: Viro The Virus]
Yo
If you don't learn from mistakes, you're doomed to repeat 'em
I know you heard it before but I feel it's worth repeating
I deal with inner demons and have no idea when they're leaving
So I keep bobbing and weaving
It's a sad cycle and the facts of life
Distract you from the path that's right
Like bad advice from the deacon
In my apartment in the dark just drinking
With my wagon hitched to a tugboat that’s sinking
Got a toddler but only see her every weekend
Cause after two years my baby mom said I'm a heathen
Picked up and left one evening, like you're a nightmare
Not the man that I thought I saw when I'm dreaming
My mother gave up, weary from when people askin how I'm doing
She says stuff that she makes up
If this a bad dream than please help me wake up
Cause I've taking too much and had enough, so

[Hook: Viro The Virus]
(How can people be so heartless?)
Man all I know is
My life's like playing poker with the devil
Get dealt setbacks caus he got the deck stack so
(How can people be so heartless?)
Man I don't know but
I stand tall though my back's against the wall
A cold world is not cool at all...
[Verse 2: Viro The Virus]
Sometimes I have to lose my mind
Cause being sane is terrible when the pain's unbearable
And I ain't lying
Just tryin' to find a path to get back on track
Cause life's been kicking my ass like a hackey sack
It's difficult to seek enjoyment with all the people you love
You leave with dissapointment
And getting up seems pointless in the morning
If I can't afford to buy my daughters' diaper rash ointment
Got a warrant so the pigs be oink oinkin'
Can't carry ID, I know they'll stop me
I got a streak for losing
But everyday gotta keep it moving
Cause the world don't stop be
Girls be sweating the V, just want to carry my seeds
Still I've lost the love of my life twice
So something ain't right
And I need to fix it instead of bringing my liquor more ice

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Viro The Virus]
I really need to change my moves
So I'm thinking 'bout changing my tunes so I can regain my groove
Cause being a functional alcoholic or whatever you wanna call it lately ain't been cool
Lost my girl, lost my job, hurt my mom, then left all alone just like a jerk at the prom
Day to day I'm fighting with father time, but losing the war like it's Hiroshima vs. the bomb
I feel like I've been forsaken by satan
It's like a bad dream and I'm praying to be awaken
Private burdens make me feel my back aching
Feel my will to live being taken (wait)
But they say that quitters never win and winners never quit
So instead of slit my wrist I sat and wrote this
Cause music's therapeutic, and without it I would lose it
So I use it (get it)
And wonder...
[Hook]

[Outro: Viro The Virus]
Yeah, it's quite simple, really
Even the average Joe has problems of his own that you don't know
(here is two promiscuous words)
That's real rap, reality rap n***as, real talk