He was a Sydney sider
Nothing but the raw kind
High up from drugs of all types
Sickening kinda, if it was from your eyes
A quick walk by thinking
"What a poor guy"
Methamphetamine bandit
Jumped on the bandwagon
17 years old
Had some ace bad standards
Also had a little trouble judging
The right from wrong
A mate had to get a hand at the
Lights are on
Handsome cash Billy had a full-time job
But ever since the crystal Billy couldn't find it
Find where his mind went
Life sent down the toilet
Billy started acting like a python, a sly dog Ivan
Doing petty robberies for a quick fix
Thinking like he's slick Rick
This city shit's demons
Winter is a fricken peak season
Some people never learn
Forever burn
In this sick fuck city of sin
Red alert
Headspin like windmills around and round
Hell on earth
Triped slipping all the way down
Some people never learn
Forever burn
In this sick fuck city of sin
Red alert
Headspin like windmills around and round
Hell on earth
Triped slipping all the way down
Billy just turned 18
Still layin' clean
Since last December lost 8kgs
Crazy mindset, life got harder
Met big Rob every Sunday in the carpark
More rock more debt struggling for a paycheck
All for nothing
Chief cut snort up Billy's daily habit
Nights out in the down, creating havoc
Still had the same mates but they changed
They had it back together
Poor Billy fails, he staggers
Up and down, back and forth
Kicked out of home
Doesn't know where he's at
Or where the fuck to go (he's lost)
So now he lives on the street
Pale white skin, scabs on his feet
Corner of the block
Tryna score rock
Still nothing bad thoughts in his mind
Blocked, he coughs
Some people never learn
Forever burn
In this sick fuck city of sin
Red alert
Headspin like windmills around and round
Hell on earth
Triped slipping all the way down
Some people never learn
Forever burn
In this sick fuck city of sin
Red alert
Headspin like windmills around and round
Hell on earth
Triped slipping all the way down
Only three months later
Billy's like a zombie
Bags underneath his eyes, skin blotchy
Scabbed up to the max, cell status dodgey
Lost all contact with Rob from the rocksy
Rockstar car park, dodgy activity
He now got a new drug dealer
Half-assed junkie fuck head straight out hell
The demonic thoughts stay held in Billy's realm
Nobody knows why he decided to flip
On the 12th of July, midnight he slipped another lie
Till these two guys come with a blade
They hesitated, Billy has amazed
One bloke grabbed a bottle, hit him on the noggin
Three hits left poor Billy bleed a solid
Puddle underneath him he died that night
Billy's rotting, that's it the fucking city got him
Some people never learn
Forever burn
In this sick fuck city of sin
Red alert
Headspin like windmills around and round
Hell on earth
Triped slipping all the way down
Some people never learn
Forever burn
In this sick fuck city of sin
Red alert
Headspin like windmills around and round
Hell on earth
Triped slipping all the way down