They're called soldiers of their misfortuneI'm losing their faces in the crowd againI'm waiting for days when I can miss the bodies of my brothers all up in thereAnd now as I come around and seeAll the lives of my kin strewn about meI look to the sky, surprised insideabout all that what I see aliveNow a glimpse in the midst convinced me of a glitch that I missedIn my mind caught their play in my own lieI know there's one thing will stick in my brainI bet it this thing will come in my drain of thoughtAgainOh noYeahLook aroundAnd see the bodies of your brothersAnd ,And see the bodies of your brothersThey're lying on the groundAnd show yourselfFor if not, your skin rotsAs you're in your own hellThe world like thatWhere you think you're fineGet into theYou know the ways of the worldLike itThey're all laughing at youThey just want youTo do your thingThen you're lost in controlSo come and get in the faceWith your new mindEverything you want to beThe thing you can't want to likeYeahShoutYour groundAnd watch as the vulturesPick both eyes outAnd look insideTo witnessThe world like thatThe drillingOf holes up in your mindThe world like thatWhere you think you're fineGet into theYou know the ways of the worldLike itThey're all laughing at youThey just want youTo do your thingThen you're lost in controlSo come and get in the faceWith your new mindEverything you want to beThe thing you can't want to likeYeahSo come and get in the faceEverything you want to beSo keep it up on that beat levelIf I doSo keep it up on that beat levelSo keep it up on that beat levelSo come and get in the faceWhere you're lostSo come and get in the faceEverything, everything, everythingEverythingAnd your life will be * up, can you see?With this life you're a god, know everythingAnd your life means something, can you see?You're a devil walking everythingAnd your life is * up, can you see?With this life you're a god, know everythingAnd your life means something, can you see?You're a devil walkingYou're a devil walkingThey just want you to do your bitThey use plastic controlTo come and get hit in the face when you knowI am everything you wanna beUntil you get hit by the lightYeahYou, you lieYou're stuck to sleepBitch, without clearing your conscienceYou, you lieYou're stuck to sleepBitch, without clearing your conscienceYou, you lieYou're stuck to sleepBitch, without clearing your conscienceYou, you lieYou, you lieYou're still the same