Life dealt me the cruel hand
Try to picture and envision
Not a split second to make a decision
The next thing I know I'm getting chopped and split with incisions
Frozen in linens
Dilaudid got my mother fucking brain spinnin
Blood clots formed and now the Warfarins thinnin
Could this be karma coming to collect the years I've been sinning?
And now My back is in a brace I'm down a limb and I'm wishin That it was different now my nerves are shocking, stabbing and pinching
Maybe this is punishment for all the bitching I did back when I took my life for granted playing drums for a living
So now I pop a couple Perc's when it's the pain that I'm feeling
And when the phantom feelings hit I choose sedation as healing
I'm crawling in my own skin so I start digging and peeling
Into the depths of my soul so here's my heart that I'm spilling
Inspiration, determination, defeat, adversity are just a couple of things I'm told I evoke when I speak
After only 1 year on 1 knee I finally see
That if you put your mind to it you can do the same thing