Days of Begging Paroles

now i carry a knife or a screw driver
cause i never know when ill have to stick a motherfucker

now i feel like i've known fury
now i feel like i've known fear
i slowly acquainted my self with the kind vagrancy
that relied to long on other peoples charity
and my own self satisfaction to sustain me
and refused to recognize my own complicity

i wanna totally withdraw form the word around me
to take my girl and move out to the country
and populate some land with my own family
and grow old and wise with my woman right beside me
and let a lifetime of fatigue wash all upon me
and let it come but not to choose fatality

but low
my word so low
so low
so low as to carry me home