One Foot In The Pen, The Other in The Grave(live)

Whatever it was, you had to say I’m sure it wasn’t life altering. I’d rather be Your enemy than your friend. Don’t leave a message,Don’t waste your breath. Lonesome and reckless, stoned half to death. Corner store, atrocities, and southern penitentiaries—- are going to be the end of me. Spurs and spun junkies. This rabbithole …..got me feeling … “bunny”….. This habit Got me spendin’ all my money. Habitual offender. How about I bid you all adieu, off the deep end of the dead end, sir? One foot in the pen; one in the grave. I’ve long since lost count of Mistakes I have made. (… “G.G, remember me…”) “I’m your enemy.!!!” One foot in the pen, and one in the grave; I’ve long since lost count of mistakes I have made. One foot in the pen, and a-one in the graaaaave, I’m still counting all them mistakes on the Mississippi State Penitentiary 180214 is a number I can’t erase off their paaaaage.