I was born into this world no identity of my own
So, I believed every word that my sweet mother told
When I was a child, I learned the devil ways
I could fight with the best of them
I could resist the pain
As I became a man, I learned life's mysteries
But there was always something hidden away from me Head looking' for a bullet, loose your head!
Looking for a bullet. This deceptive place lies and politics
I've been on the edge agitation has set in
I see the trouble is coming again
Minds of wrath are rising within
When the worlds were framed
I was standing there
The things that are seen were not made
Of things which do appear In the desert of my mind in the inAt the Place of the Skull count all my bones In the valley of decision on the island of despair
Cut off my way of thinking I will see you there.
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