Not Afraid To Die (Live at the Fillmore)

When I was nine, I got this feeling
Something like grieving
I was too young to understand
Our home was bleeding from the ceiling
Still hear the screaming
This dirty hallway's on my mind
Now I scare myself sometimes
Cocaine rails and twisted eyes
When you're from where we are, you face shit
This crap and basement
Everything you got
(I think I'll pack it in)

'Cause I'm all still smoke inside
And they all still got mob ties
But they pray to Jesus Christ
That's the funny part of life
'Cause I'm scared of bugs that bite
Scared of being alone at night
Yeah, I'm scared to death of heights
But I'm not afraid to die

All of the nights we ate in silence
Billed hole in violence
Still got my temper from my dad
Never learned to take my time
And I wasn't allowed to cry

'Cause I'm all still smoke inside
And they all still got mob ties
But they pray to Jesus Christ
That's the funny part of life
'Cause I'm scared of bugs that bite
Scared of being alone at night
Yeah, I'm scared to death of heights
But I'm not afraid to die

(I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid)
But I'm not afraid to die
(I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid)
'Cause there's nothing good in life
If you don't know smart from wise
Yeah, I'm all still smoke inside
And they all still got mob ties
And my heart's in overdrive
On my balcony at night
Yeah, I'm scared to death of heights
But I'm not afraid

'Cause I'm all still smoke inside
And they all still got mob ties
But they pray to Jesus Christ
That's the funny part of life
'Cause I'm scared of bugs that bite
Scared of being alone at night
Yeah, I'm scared to death of heights
But I'm not afraid to die