[Spoken Word] So here we are at the end And at the same time we're at the beginning Of this misadventure Why I had to go down a dead end street At 200 miles an hour Screaming for vengeance and embracing d**h That's still something I'm trying to figure out You know a part of me thinks this is some big master plan To expose the raw nerve endings of dysfunction so I can heal But you know addicts, we think everything's about us, don't we? Man, it got so convoluted, polluted, and distorted I turned it into my armor, my defense mechanism And my weapon of self destruction Yeah, I had a f**ed up childhood. And I was a troubled teen Those are facts How I got there? That's a story told by many voice It's not my job to blame anybody anymore I just need to accept the path I was given This is, without a doubt My life... after d**h