Struggle And Strife

Packed my bags and the trip began

Showed up ready for the full body scan

Flashed my smile at a skirt on the plane

Free newspaper and a glass of champagne

My passport photo is double-exposed

Look like a ghost in fidel castro's clothes

Made a girl in reno just to watch her conceive

Knew what she was doing, but she acted naive

I can't read these books that they write

These jobs they give me feel like throwing the fight

I broke ground on a brand new life

Same love, same hate, same fear, new struggle and strife

Got my bags at the carousel

My liver's in limbo and i feel like hell

Keep coming back to the wrong i've done

By light of moon and in the morning sun

I still have days when i feel like a man

And i can face the darkness like my father can

At the threat of lightning, i could feel my heart stop

Make a deal with the devil, he's gonna loot your shop

I can't read these books that they write

These jobs they give me feel like throwing the fight

I broke ground on a brand new life

Three healthy kids and a lovely wife

I severed my past with plastic knife

Same love, same hate, same fear, new struggle and strife