Dark Haze

My life has been a bare-fisted, white-knuckle ride from the womb till now and what do I got to show for it, well the list is long but the gist of it is this some of it ain't all good, some of it aint all bad it’s just the story of taking what I have and doing the best I could,

I am the gal I am today because of yesterday, some days I get better and some days I just barely survive.

Days and years living on the streets, addicted to pills and overkill thrills as the adrenaline pumps through my veins am I gonna live or die, no I don’t have a clear ideal why I did most things I done and no I won’t apologies or feel sorry for a single tear drop I have caused because I know the dark haze is what made the gal I am today, so there is no point wishing I could go back and do it all over again

I am the gal I am today because of yesterday, some days I get better and some days I just barely survive.

55 rolling to 56, who would have ever thought, and I owe it all to the people that never lost hope in me and a little philosophy I created called Wicced, I went from my own destroyer to my own savior,

I am the gal I am today because of yesterday, some days I get better and some days I just barely survive.

So, when you get stuck in the rain don’t let the pain drown you just look for the fog light that’ll be me showing you the way through your dark haze.