I was born into this world no identity of my own
so, i believed every word that my sweet mother told
when i was a child, i learned the devil ways
i could fight with the best of them
i could resist the pain
as i became a man, i learned life's mysteries
but there was always something hidden away from me
Head looking' for a bullet, loose your head!
looking for a bullet.
This deceptive place lies and politics
i've been on the edge agitation has set in
i see the trouble is coming again
minds of wrath are rising within
when the worlds were framed
i was standing there
the things that are seen were not made
of things which do appear
In the desert of my mind in the in-part realm of time
at the place of the skull count all my bones
In the valley of decision on the island of despair
cut off my way of thinking i will see you there