On the street he is on his own
And at home he's all alone
Even though they're near by
No one heres his help me crie
He says he's fine; getting drunk from wine
No one sees his real pain
He keeps everything inside
He crawls on his knees and now he's
Lying in his bed
Hanging by a threat he knows if
No one helps him out
He'll die due to his doubt
On the street he is on his own
And at home he's all alone
Even though they're near by
No one heres his help me crie
Every day he dies a little bit more
It doesn't matter anymore
What worth he is living for
He crawls on his knees and now he's
Lying in his bed
Hanging by a threat he knows if
No one helps him out
He'll die due to his doubt
Only one last shot and one last hit
He doesn't want to live not a bit
There was no other way for him
He crawls on his knees and now he's
Lying in his bed
Hanging by a threat he knows if
No one helps him out
He'll die due to his doubt