Being out on the streets caught up in our drugs
Trying to find some love in all these worthless thugs
Overflowed in our addiction causes us to lose
All of our love and support, when weâ€™re high itâ€™s hard to chose
Yes we have a problem, and yes we need some help
And sometimes we need Love, which some had never felt
Maybe if you know what weâ€™ve been through in our past
Maybe you would see who we are and wouldnâ€™t judge so fast.