Mothers crying on the streets with no hope Where's a youth left to go with a broken home All I can rely on is my bottles and my friends But they will
go to find beer Empty hollow streets we fight with no fear Police sirens heard all in through the night Downtown cops are looking for a fight Graffiti and broken glass
Drinking beer all day Lying in bed with nothing to say [Chorus:] Used to have a life Got a headache feel like shit My life is a fucked up skit When
