I see myself there, waiting by the roadside.
I can do nothing,
no fight made inside, I stand in.
No name, no history,
just decided myself on my own way,
that I couldn't do what it takes.
They say I'm a boy,
I'm the man that I used to be.
I stand here as nothing to you,
light me up and watch me go.
Light up your guns,
cut me from head to ear,
life of the night, the glass is on your bottle
can.
Light up your guns,
cut me from head to ear,
life of the night, the glass is on your
bottle can.
I walk this
road alone,
no thanks to you.
I walk this road alone,
no
thanks to you.
No thanks to you.
Light up your special baby, point it to me dead.
Polish finger,
black eye finger,
point it to me dead.
Light up your special baby, point it to me dead.
Polish finger,
black eye finger,
point it to me dead.
Light up your special baby, point it to me dead.
Polish finger,
black eye finger,
point it to me dead.
Light up your special baby, point it to me dead.
Polish finger,
black eye finger,
point it to me dead.
Scorch your own way.
Scorching,
always scorching,
cause they take more,
always take more.