The fact that you're ecstatic
Means you truly didn't believe
that shit that I was talking
That surprised look on your
My will is the law know that
I'm still that defensive child that
Not even the preacher I'll saw
a square can't understand
If they baptize me in a lake ill
drink the water till its land
My skins full of bad dead men
Some I'll see when I go some
I'll never see them again
Feels like an uphill fight
Feels like I'm wrong when
Feels like the best nite of my life
Feels like my skins too tight
Feels like I've lost my might
Feels like the best nite of my life
Scars in my face and they're
Like my friends in a cage and
My dead ones are just fine
My incarcerated ones will
eventually come home again
You got bullets in your skin
You ain't been where I've
Are you tired of hearing that yet?
Well I'm tired of hearing lines about
violence and empty threats
It's crawling under my skin
It gets old and its numbing and it will never be the same way again