Let Me Be Alone

Feel like I shouldn’t talk about the knives or the guns

When they can't even serve water in the schools where I'm from

Sometimes late at nite I think “what the fuck am I doing?”

Its like the better I become at this music

The worse I get at being human

Meanwhile I try act normal

Try and go through the motions

When in reality I'm just waiting to saw someones chest open

They say I'm lucky for the opportunities that I've had

But I believe I paid in full for these so just try and understand

The Truth is I hate the shows

Truth is I hate the road

I hate my face and my voice and my name they seem to know

And had I known it would turn out like this

I wouldn't have fought for my life I would’ve laid there in my piss

When they shot me and they stabbed me I wouldn't have tried to walk

I would’ve laid there and bled and went to god and had that talk

I would’ve never crawled home to tell my friend I had been shot

And had him help me through it whether he wanted to or not

Years later the very same friend cut his throat

Did I help him like he helped me truth is I don't know

They said a millimeter deeper neither of us would’ve made it

And it makes me think of us playing as kids and how our days went

And his dad raised us both so its kind of like were brothers

While he sits at home and kills himself I'm out here killing others

Now his dad has passed away so no one keeps us in line

I wish I could bring him back I wish the lord had taken mine

I remember how we met I saw you shoot that kid

I didn't like him, didn't help him but you didn't know if I did

Investigated for the shooting and I never told em nothin

So you made me go on a mission to make sure I could be trusted

You gave me that gun and I shot at everybody

From then on it was us up against anybody

Years later you told me you had came back to kill me

And you don't know what told you not to but you just had a feeling

Know I still remember all the crazy things we did

Know I fall apart when I see your kid

Got your name on my wrist where the hand cuffs are placed

I pray that you protect me every time I'm in the cage

Your kid's mother hates me cuz that was my gun

And you did the time for me even though you had a son

My responsibility to anyone else means nothing

I see your killer out in public I'll shoot him in front of his children