I'm not catholic but this is my conession the haze lays heavy in the room, smell the aromapicture the empty Coronas, hell if I'm sober..sittin by myself in the sofa rememberin overthe times when every day was swell but they overso I spark up the phillie, let's talk for a minutebout the dark that we feelin, the wars in our innerthis is bars of a sinner in hope for redemption, Ilooked in the eyes of God and wrote my confessionI try to not smoke this dope but it's temptincus when I fire up I can cope the depressionI blaze this bag of weed so I can allay the agonybut in the end these drugs will break your familyapart, cus a relationship can't be built on liesbut you can pick up the peices still.. and risevisulize these pictures I'm paintin for youso you don't make the same mistakes that I doborde fortsätta men pallar inte skriva mer