Tired of shootin' smack,tired of on the run,traded the needle for the gun
Tired of livin' small,tired of the withdrawal,no more retreat give it the all
Oh Benny how many times you tried kill yourself
OD's and robberies and super stunds,Inever thought you'd die for them
Riding around in tanks,fire a round of blanks,Benny never had so much fun
Until he took a wrong step into a bomb,and that's when Benny got blowed up
Alone,under the blanket soaked with sweat and piss
We figured Benny would end up like this
We just dindn't think for them
Writer(s): Michael John Burkett
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