i'll beat the rap for a self-made trap

get all tied up in endless crap

quicksand, i planned

pitfalls, i dig 'em all



self-made rope

and self-made binds

i'm all wrapped up

in a sour grape vine

a human web,

i've spun every thread

tight nets, i weave all i can get

a rats maze wouldn't faze

brick walls, i'm enthralled



self-made traps, self-made snares

handicaps and wheelchairs

drown myself in rain,

freeze myself in snow

help comes fast, pride goes slow

could be free if i choose

born to win, dying to lose



self-made twine,

hand-made chains

i'm all bound up and self-contained

jail cells, i build well

lions dens, i got a yen

land mines, i design

avalanche, i wouldn't blanch



self-made traps, self-made snares

handicaps and wheelchairs

drown myself in rain,

freeze myself in snow

help comes fast, pride goes slow

could be free if i choose

born to win, dying to lose



the warden comes to set me free

i grip the bars, swallow up the key

it's like serving time

when there's none left

on a fast train nowhere

but we're not there yet

the scenery moves

the train stands still



dungeon dark,

i'll quench every spark

a hangman's noose,

never leave 'em loose



self-made traps, self-made locks

combinations i forgot

for guards and gates i await

i'm a natural born inmate

could be free if i choose

born to win, dyin' to lose

lust came fast, love left slow

the die is cast, the word is no