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I’m far from Heaven- Hell, I’m far from living,

I’m stuck in the middle- But one day I’ll die, that’s a giving.

I’m in this half-life purgatory- Surrounded by evil,

I have to live like this is my last movie- There will be no sequel.

Explore every option- Trust no people,

I must fend for myself- The beast will eat you.

The beasts are the streets- It’s so easy to get trapped,

Easy money quick- Who doesn’t want it like that.

I’ve chosen the right path- Trying to get away from that life,

But everyday is temptation- I’ve got to resist that life.

This can’t be right- I’m living a crazy life,

No money, no friends, no girl, just fight.

That’s all I can do- Fight my way through this,

Every day look in the mirror and tell myself- You can do this.

I’m far from Heaven- Because I’m living in hell,

I just can’t see myself in an 8x10 cell.

A life behind bars- Ain’t no Love in jail,

Every body is no body- Male or female.

But I’m already in prison- Locked up visions,

Shattered hopes and dreams- Can’t control my living.

The world is my jail house- And my mind is the warden,

If only for one day I could walk in Eden’s garden.

Get that one chance to see me with a good Life,

What would that be like- But I know it wouldn’t be right.

I want no hand outs- And your pity is useless,

Give that to some charity- Maybe they can use it.

I’m far from Heaven- In case you couldn’t tell,

But I’ll be there one day- Because I’m already in Hell.











Michael C. Lucas