You hit the road out on your own
About seventeen
Not knowing all the trouble you would meet
Out on the streets
Chorus
Its just the same old game
Over and over again
Somethings will never change
Untill you change your game
O yeah O Yeah Until you change your game
Your looking dirty out on the seen
This was your dream
Until the Satan cut you into
Your bodys rotton through
Chorus
Fallen to the bottom is the only way
Realize your soul astray
Just bend the knee at any place
Covered with blood you are saved
