Low Life

I´m used to wake up soaked in sweat
In the middle of the night
With none in there to look after me
I didn´t even mind
I pulled the sheets twisted in pain
Hopeless, crying alone
And picked my jeans up, suited to hide
My rotten skin and bones

Drag in the mud , now i drag in the mud
Spotting the dealer for the usual scam

I pawn my values, i borrow from buddies
To all who care, give worries
But i can´t care, damn all that
Into this mess, i´m trapped
I grab my fix and get my gear
I run in for a spot
And desperately, to ease the pain
I end my life in vain