I didn't mean to rip off
I thought it was a get off in mine
I tried to make the scence off
The plan was doomed to set off on time
The time that I was wastin' I spent on only chasin in the pits, and now I pay the price to make the sacrifice of the fool
I was on me
I chose not to be, cheated on part of the thrill, bargain was not fulfilled
lost in a crazy scheme that got strapped up in my dream
And now my times run out, what's it all about
Another DOA can you help me, how low can a punk get
My, My, My How low can a punk get?