Tecato Lyrics by James Lynn Strait

Tecato Lyrics

    Growin' up in broken homes, you find yourself at ten years old
    Runnin' drag and startin' fights
    But minors hide behind their rights
    Start slow with beer and pot
    But soon you're bored with what you've got
    Try some dope at first for kicks
    You'd promised that you'd never fix
    Fade away from the path you choose
    You stuck your arm
    Started to lose
    Surround yourself with pain and strife
    A downward spiral is your life
    Some years later your life's a shell
    Still locked inside this living hell
    Only to cope you leave your house
    Now meet the cops your luck's run out
    You got no love end up in jail
    A few more beefs a five year tail
    Prison term before too long


    Your number's up and now you are gone (and thrown away the key)
    Jails, institutions and death (think i'm fucking kidding?)


    Now it feels just like a dream
    But it's not what it seems
    Gotta block out the screams
    I'm too tired to defend bring my life to an end
    This i can't comprehend, but it's coming
    Now the needle's in my neck
    I know that mine is not the only life i've wrecked
    Now that i know the battle can't be won
    Selfishness weighs a ton, lookin' out for #1
    As if my life was so pretty
    Now things look shitty
    And there's no one to save me from
    Fuckin' pain
    It burns hot from the inside out
    Now there ain't no doubt
    How this bout started out
    Now they've finally brought me down
    Sympathy can't be found, locking doors the only sound
    I've screwed over all who care
    Now it's only fair they've stripped my soul bare
    I can't take it
    Now it starts to come on strong
    The long arm of the law coming down on my head
    It's been so long since i have felt the sun beating down from above
    Without the bars on my cage reminding me
    That i got screwed up and i've got no love
    From a truck what the fuck
    I'll keep truckin' down
    I'm locked in this cell
    Kickin' it in hell


    Ain't no joke the straight dope started out (locking doors the only sound)
    Jails, institutions and death (think you can take your pick?)


    Kickin' dope in a jail cell
    You wanna die it feels like hell
    Muscles ache you cannot sleep
    Stomache ache you cannot eat
    Do your time and make parole
    Now you're free
    Out of this hole
    Think you'd learn and start to cope
    But from the gate you score some dope


    Nothing changes
    You start to regress
    You're all strung out
    Life is a mess
    Once again



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