Six in the morning what could it be When you look in the mirror what do you see? An overgrown kid who lost his soul, I don't know why but I feel so old All those nights with heroin Some people might say I was born to sin All the broken laws and stolen cars, got me felonies and behind bars Fifty bags for sleepless nights, fits of fury, it's all right Just a boy who loves his mother Don't judge this book by it's fucked up cover I'm an undercover angel Dying to find the truth. Searching for my redemption Wearing a devil's suit With dreams I had of dropping dead And all those fucked up things I said All those times I made mistakes But there's time, it's not too late To change my life and what I do Make all of my dreams come true Blood sweat and tears and drive With all these I'll change my life Prove to you it's not too late Make amends and change my fate Just a boy who loves his mother Don't judge this book by it's fucked up cover