Act 1: Loss

So there I was, 21

And living a life I should have escaped from.

The parties, the drugs, the violence,

And everything was so incredible

But superficial.

Until I found her,

But when your home becomes a hell

And your hell is certain, you think

"Maybe it was hell all along",

"Maybe I just didn't see it that way".

All I knew was, there is no god in this city,

No, there is only vice