Hey Cruel world

Tears of a fallen angel...

Its been two years,

and i haven't tried

to get back into the old life

so i can stop from lying

all these times, i have been crying

too weak to live the truth

that i've been hiding

pitiful faces ive been making

just to get my hand on the dope

people wonder what kinda life this is

dont they get that it is my only hope

its like ive been falling every day every second

its way too late get up and get dressed for a new day

no fresh mornings, no fresh bread

its all dirty little living just to pass another day

give me the crack, ill get you the pay

if i cant i will steal, if i dont i will die

atleast thats wat is on my mind

its too clouded in there for the sun to bring me warmth

so i stand by the shade watching all those good things

that i can never have, 

so how can u say im evil, when all i want to do is find peace

its a cruel world, its a cold place

u cant stand there hoping fr a change

u either live it clean or u live it dirty

but either way ur going to have to reach 

so make up ur mind before its too late

else ur gonna be on the wrong side of the gate

get up, run, run like u never had to

run for your life man, run like u had it

run like things were all good, and u wer happy

u had a family, u had a wife and kids too

beleive in the dream man, its what makes you

if u lose hope it then it breaks you

so u gotta beleive, u gotta pretend

doesn't matter how bad it gets, u cant be moved

its the last stand, u have to be proved

to have a soul to get you thorugh

its all a game man, if you are too tame

then life gonna find blame 

to put u through tough times and cold flames

its in how you play it

whether or not u wanna stay hit

cuz while you are high, you think like s**t

u better get clean before youre seen

or ull lose everything that you mean

all the honor that you've been