Mike J Mann - Once Upon A Crime In Indiana

I was out of my mind
I was high on that spice
I was tripping on
Half a bottle of absinthe

It was supposed to be fun
It was supposed to be a last hurrah
Before I went to rehab
I knew I was an addict

At some point I blacked out
At that point I walked out
Of my Grandfather's house
With his unloaded gun in my pocket

I stumbled 'round the block
I didn't have a clock
But the police report said it was
Somewhere after 1 a.m.

I walked into a stranger's house
I'd never done that before
I've never done it since
I don't know why I did it then

The door must have been unlocked
I made my way upstairs
The screaming sent me running off
They must have been so scared

The police found me 'round the block
It had started to snow
Can you tell me your name sir
I was dressed in black from head to toe

Anything in you pockets
I said no, having forgot about the gun
I was as shocked as they were
To discover that little one

If I was black, I would be dead
Shot by a cop for what I did
Because I'm white
I'm here instead

Back at the police station
I vomit on the floor
Get interrogated
Then vomit some more

I get to call my mom, tell her what I've done
She weeps for the crimes committed by her son
In the freezing cold of the drunk tank
They're showing Pirates of the Caribbean

The next three days I'm in isolation
A medical cell where they put you if
Drugs are in the equation
A nurse asks if I'm on heroin

Then I'm released on bail
Back to my Grandparents' house
Go upstairs with my mom
And pour the absinthe out

It'll be a long road before I'm feeling fine
But I get time served and never see the inside
Probation's a joke, I relapse through it
But I never get caught so my attitude was "screw it"

My birthday comes and I've finally had it
I'm sick and tired of being an addict
I make a noose from the belt in my pants
The last minute, give myself another chance

Call my parents and tell em the truth
Been drinking again and smoking K2
I want to quit or I want to die
They stand by me and catch the red-eye

I drop out of school, go straight to rehab
Hazelden is where my life began
The wasted time being wasted is done
And my mom doesn't have to weep for her son

Written by:
Mike Mann

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