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