Own Worst Enemy

Own Worst Enemy - MC Tunes/808 State

I spent all last night sleeping on street corners

My head's aching and I'm shaking like I've got pneumonia

I'm in debt my last 1/8 was on tic

I've got a problem can't see past my next fix

I'm 18 got my head in a guillotine zero prospects

But that don't mean a thing

8 stone 3 my own worst enemy

I have no woman and my family disowned me

I'll make some money before my last curtain

I need it fast to stop my whole body hurting

I take a walk to see what prey I can stalk

I feel sick like I ate a pound of raw pork

Can't see past my next fix

Can't see past my next fix

I clock a Benz brief case suit and businessman

I see no wallet but a diamond ring on left hand

I grip a stick but my hand's still trembling

It's do or die I'll take him out with one swing

I lacked strength I couldn't knock the f**ker out

He kept screaming as the blood entered his mouth

Then he was still silence no body movement

I felt a chill but my feelings were irrelevant

No remorse for the victim no compromise

I cleaned him quick but the pain just intensified

I reached a ditch the hole I had quested for

The 12th floor with the steel plated front door

Can't see past my next fix

I'm my own worst enemy

Can't see past my next fix

I'm my own worst enemy

I gave my guts to a man who was killing me

A bunch of freaks which in no way respected me

I don't care brown is my favourite colour

I hit the bathroom so I could recover

Chasing my demon subtraction to my life span

Inhaled a smoke toke deep as the trail ran

And my eye lids grew heavy the pain became steady

Emotions exhaled as the tension was buried

In a blanket of darkness my mind became thoughtless

I slouched in the bathtub half way unconscious

Now I am gouched out in the bathroom

I hear a door slam and then I come to

I feel a fist crack into my cheek bone

I couldn't fight 'cause my mind was too stoned

And then a hand squeezed round my throat tight

I spat blood with a punch to my windpipe

Bruised and beat dragged out on a back street

My mind is buzzed as I stagger to my feet

Co-ordination of my steps is real hard

I can't walk 'cause I'm mentally scared

I see a main road I've got to cross it

I ain't worried 'cause the street lights will stop the traffic

I buck out as I reach the white lines

Don't f**king move now it's a matter of time

And bam stretched out high speed on a car bonnet

I hit the grit and there's nothing I can do to stop it

The skin is ripped from my hands as a hit the gravel

I'm thrown fast like a boy thrown from a saddle

I hit the kerb side

Hear breaks stop and women cry

I can't feel pain 'cause I'm chemically high

I'm my own worst enemy

I'm my own worst enemy

Sirens sound a crowd gathers

Lights grow dim now I live with the shadows