How many times will they do it there taking what's mine and they tell me that I blew it.
What can you do; who me, yes you.
When bitches get scandals and full of voodoo.
Catching my breath is the term I use when the world gives up on me.
Can you love or not?
The truth finds all of us eventually.
Chorus
I don't mind taking lives I find.
They all shine in my pocket at night.
You wonder why your always alone.
You never fit in you never could find a home, and I don't need to second guess why,
You're eaten by the anger and it makes it so hard to....