Myself, My Ego and My Guitar

The day I turned eighteen I did a mistake
When I left my house putting my life on stake
My dad told me it was a mistake I would regret till I die
And now that I am about to die I would say "Dad, you didn't lie."

After I left home I went to one of my friend's with my bag
We had decided to start a band but he proved to be a fag
He told me he didn't really wanted to come and it was only joke
We had spent days dreaming on it and now he was denying it, asking for a smoke.

I knew I couldn't go home, now that things had gone too far
So I continued to a pub with myself, my ego and my guitar
I somehow managed to get the manager to get me a slot
And thought that this way I could prevent myself from the rot.

I rented a room near the pub which was big enough
To accomodate myself, my ego and my guitar and all that stuff
I liked this job till it got boring and felt a sudden lack
And it was fulfilled by a junkie who used to sell me smack.

Now I was in heaven and needed no one to depend on
My family or my friends, just myself, my ego and my guitar and Korn
Then came one day that I was caught by the local police
They took everything away myself, my ego and my guitar and I went on my knees.

I pleaded and begged them to take all the money and cocaine
And leave me and my guitar as I had lost my ego in that pain
They left me and now I was a junkie roaming on the streets
Begging from people, stealing from people and getting kicked by their feets.

One day as I was sitting idly, playing a tune on my guitar
I saw someone, I knew, coming out of a red Audi car
She was my girl friend from my school days whom I promised to love till the end
But I broke the strings while playing when I saw her kissing that fag of a friend.

Then she turned and saw me and came with sadness in her eyes.
"What happened of your love? Was it another of you lies?"
I said,"I am still here waiting to be with you forever."
But she just took that friend smiling a million dollar smile, well she was clever.

I couldn't get the guitar fixed and it was no use with strings broken
No one would buy it from me  so I threw it and kept the chip as a token
All was now lost jus myself left and I knew that I was going to die
Still I could not ask why but only watch the sky with a sigh

I tried to fly but I guess I took the wrong path by leaving my home
And thought that I was strong and in a day could build my Rome.
But with Kidney failure and stomach cancer now in this general ward I can't even cry
And now that I am about to die I would say "Dad, you didn't lie."