There's diamonds hiding in my hands. They're gonna cut through the windows. Ain't no one messing with my plans. Right now my star is in limbo. Sit back and watch my scrawny frame.
Know this, it's a universal truth. People let you down. So reach out for the things that you can use. Buried in the ground. . I think I've been misunderstood.
So what's your game plan. Walking among the wasteland. I guess you out ran all of the people you can. A line on your hand tells me that you might know the way.
I will meet you in the city. When it's lit up by the stars. In the moonlight we're all pretty. Cos it papers over scars. . Ever feel like you belong. To a story you ain't heard.