Triple Beam Machine Head

[Intro]
And there's no moral to the story
Read the lines in between
'Cause that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam

[Chorus 1]
When you balance life on a triple beam
When you balance life on a triple beam

[Chorus 2]
I turn a gram to an eight ball
An eight to a brick
The violence in my life
Was a measuring stick
And there's no moral to the story
Read the lines in between
'Cause that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam

[Verse 1]
I used to dream about the end
And when it would come
Drug dealers die young at the end of a gun
Powders on the triple beam
Girls around my neck
No money?
Well... she could always pay with sex
Bikers tried to front me 30 grand worth of shit
Knew that if I took it, I'd never get out of this
What the fuck am I doing with amphetamines?
But that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam