Same Motives Different Morals

Take me in and dry the rain I don’t wanna feel any more pain I’m broken, I’m tired, I’m lonely, I’m lost Reckless abandon comes at a cost Heavy prices for heavy loads Lookin’ through for a list of cheat codes What can I do to finally see To be at peace, at rest with this (dis) ease Do you believe in magic? In wonder? In lust? Traveling down the road is a wanderer’s broken trust The girl on the sidewalk looks so down and blue She thinks, in her life, there’s nothing left to do It’s all gone, in the morning lights mist Plummeting into my body, like a bar fight fist Cup of coffee drawn out, 7th cigarette today My rent moneys due and my dealers need paid They’re all out for blood, thug, landlord, police chief Same motive different morals, a way to deal with life’s grief An artist dreaming, of a beautiful life In a field of mountain laurels, on a cool fall night The boy with scarred arms knows this all too well He found a way out, and in a drugged out bliss he fell For the first time, for the last time, the difference doesn't exist He thinks no one in the world will feel him missed But on his cold lips, a mothers tear’ dripped Each day another thread, is fatally ripped.