Where you go? you gonna run? Where you gonna Look 'cause there's no one like you left
I can hear you, but I see you I know you want, but I wouldn't wanna be you, yeah I got the truth in the stating that reality is specialty
Flame on, off, blood is in the veins Be strong, be strong, goin' through the Strain for power, but the power ain't free see What you gotta do with? What you be?
If you choose to hide it's hidden If you chose to then it's ridden Scoop up the bottom that is right to nothing You blame yourself if you gotta blame something
Misery born in the brain a bad seed And I scream God speed to mislead to the period right is the wrong Strike the match, on
Flame on on Flame on yeah yeah
Jump on you skull 'cause the is gettin' heavy yeah The furrier where was your scarier then ever before Exit through the and add that to another Yeah they wantin' more of pain it's a strain
But myself, I still remain I [Incomprehensible] Now is a man that wouldn't take it anymore Ran it through your skull once, so I run it once
If you choose to hide it's hidden If you chose to ride its ridden Scrape up the bottom that is right to nothing You gotta yourself if you gotta blame something
on! Yeah! on! on! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
A profit a poet a pusher you know it it down We goin' underground no time to reconcile super hero style Unbelievable, unbeatable people call me evil I will not be constricted by the thoughts Of another then to smother
True force completely it's never You have a nice day please to me history or hell I accept with out a scratch Never heard a word a blur strike the match