[Intro]
This is the ballad of the blind man
His eyes can't see what his mind can
The right plan to by pa**
The fears that keep his feet cemented
Unable to continue on with the feat presented
He feels he's falling and there's no way to go up
Or none that he knows of, so he proceeds on slower
In hopes that time can catch up with this loner
Expecting his dance with life to soon be over
They tell him to keep a positive mind
Despite the negativity in his life
Easier said than done but harder if never tried
Holding back tears that he'll never cry
[Verse]
Totin' on the blunt with his hand on the liquor
Two thousand words couldn't paint this picture
His pains like a luger, his mind is the trigger
Sippin' on the cup, scribblin' a scripture
Two drinks away before stupidity delivers
His hearts singing foreign, his thoughts tell him give up
Thinking of a life, where he can stand the mirror
Reflecting the inner figure
His hearts like a saint, his mind is the sinner
No one there to listen, to cries and pleads
Struggle is the flame to ignite his dreams
Better alone than in bad company
Finally The blind man sees