Sickness

No place to call home.

No place of their own.

Doing what ever just to get by

some lie, some scheme

some even fake a cry.

using their downfall as a means to an end.

lives torn apart empty hands can never mend.

once at the top, but now at the bottom

they use to be rich, but now poverty’s got em.

Show me your scars, maybe we can make a deal?

Or maybe I’ll show you my sickness

Just to prove this life is real.

I use to serve the creator

now I serve the creature

with a leading role

in a Rocky Horror Show Feature.

- Mama Deuce