I been thrown to too many lions
have their scratches all over my back
They left those there
so i would never forget
–
I love playing with fire
If i say other wise
Call me a liar
Trouble runs through my veins
–
It’s this addiction
I can’t explain
The adrenaline
Goes to my brain
–
however its hard to stay sane
when you’ve endured
witnessed
So much pain
–
Not only did they scar my flesh
They etched their signature on my soul
So i’ll never forget when
I was left for dead in the Lion’s den
