You know, part of me thinks this is all some big master plan
To expose the raw nerve endings of dysfunction so I can heal
But you know addicts...we think everything is about us...don't we?
Man, it got so convoluted, polluted, and distorted
I ran with the only information I was given
I turned it into my armor; my defense mechanism
And my weapon of self-destruction
Yeah, I had a f*cked-up childhood and I was a troubled teen
Those are facts
How I got there? That's a story told by many voices
It's not my job to blame anybody anymore
I just need to accept the path I was given
This is, without a doubt, my life after death
Life comes after
Death comes after
Life comes after
Death comes after....