Buck 65 - January lyrics

Now I could hear the coyotes when I laid in a bed It's thoughts of running away would invade my head And I would starve myself, never lose a pound The pain never goes away it just moves around January sidewalk, evergreen battlefield Outta the rain with with cuts that'll heal And as the casualties gradually disappear magically Wrapped in plastic and trapped in caskets Stricken and looking like a victim of a s**-crime There is always some more where they came from the next time They used to be pretty, now they're all messed up Stressed out and dressed up Needle still in her arms Stripped to the silver and gold And disregarded Along with a card board boxes in the garbage People just walk by with brand new clothes on Socks and underwear as all of this goes on Carca**es all over the ground and the darkness Some of them were drugged and all of them were unplugged And ugly "Oh my god, they call themselves christians!" I cry from the forest and nobody listens Blame it on the rain, blame it on the black star But these crimes are committed in your very own backyard And where were the angels when they needed the most of all Too far away and too close to call Tipped over and broken, open wounds Untreated Don't bother calling an ambulance None's needed It's too late Forever after everything remains brought A chainsaw ma**acre Now I could hear the coyotes when I laid in a bed It's thoughts of running away would invade my head And I would starve myself, but never lose a pound The pain never goes away just moves around