You can see it in his eyes. In the way he walks and the way he talks. The kids try and break him, his father violates him. But he won't wave that S.O.S. white flag.
Hollow, the devil's eyes. Besiege and clever lies, he'll pull you under. Won't let you up for air. Try to reason, there's no fucking answer. Try to leave he's like a fucking cancer.
What is the mission today? Produce without injury. (Where'd you go? Where'd you go? Where'd you). Can you feel the steel, the steel? It's in my mouth my hair it's in my head.
Intertwined around your sticky fingers I fall. Into the traps you lay, yeah, the traps you lay. You slipped inside my head. I washed my thoughts, unthinkable.
Well he counted his cards but there's nothing left in his deck. Drugs money and alcohol broke his hollow soul. But now he's on his knees screaming, self inflicted addiction.
I've been around and I've seen the worlds collide. From the East Coast to California, yeah. I'm tryin' to live this dream and the streets won't take my name.