[Intro: Priest] Certain... Twilight
Priest] Stared at me with his eyes, who was this old guy? Drug him in the building, as drive by Took out my four-five, cocked it, put it to his Dugout his pockets, went in his shirt, and took his Threw him near the garbage, the gun and shot it Then dodged quick, how that, so fast, felt the wind go Everything went in a flash, hopped over the I ran around the corner, cut up the And made to the in the lobby, then I stopped My eyes was shot, all my stolen dropped My body stood still like a I saw kid holdin' a four-five, with the same old guy With the same cold eyes, I out the building Saw the cop car roll by It woke me out the trance when I heard a Saw the old man cry, drop, by the garbage Kid disappeared somewhere through the So I chased him, called his name, 'round the Up the block, through the Though the backdoor into a When I came in, I saw the kid backin' up, his gat in his clutch And floor full of stuff that he stoled that man I glanced over the kid's shoulders, I the same old man Another dude with the gun in his hand Pointed at the old man's head, demands I out the lobby door, saw the same police man Drove by, it was no surprise, I shot At the time I heard a gun pop at the garbage, saw a man lyin' there crotchin' Couldn't believe I was watchin', I walked near him I fear him, I said to myself, it's gettin' weird son I told to old man, stared in his eyes At the time I felt the ghost go by I up, saw me, holdin' the four-five I glanced at him, asked him, what's happenin' What's the meaning? Am I He whispered, the locket that you stole me it, there's a picture So I the locket on the silver chain Saw a picture of him, and he had the initials as my name Hope I'm not goin' insane, I can't explain, somethin' is I off the old man's frames, put 'em on my eyes At the same time, the old man I cried, I felt like something inside me died It got weird too, 'cause out of I asked myself, do I fear And a beard grew, I felt my face, took out a Looked in it, my hair was and in terror My body got cold, I the mirror, I felt I was old So I closed the locket, put the over my head Hid the picture in my shirt, like a I stood up and outside Where a kid was waitin' for me, a loaded four-five I didn't say a word, I stared in his eyes to myself, I know this guy Then he me by my shirt, then he drug me inside I asked him why, but he didn't it, I might be high He in my pocket, he dug in my shirt That's I thought, damn, my locket and pointed the gun and cocked it Then he shot it, no, goin' on?... He stared at me his cold eyes, who was this old guy? Drug him in the building, as drive by Took out my four-five, it, put it...