Look
into the wall of my minds eye
I think
I know, but i dont's know why
The
questions are the answers you might need
Coming
in a mess going out in style
I ain't
good looking but I'm someone's child
No one
can give me the air that's mine to breathe
I met
my maker I made him cry
And
on my shoulder he asked me why
His
people won't fly through the storm
I said
" listen up man, they don't even know you're born "
All my
people right here, right now
D'you
know what I mean????? Yeah , Yeah
I don't
really care for what you believe
So open
up your fist or you won't receive
The
thoughts and the words of every man you'll need
So get
up off the floor and believe in life
No-one
ever gonna ask you twice
Get
on the bus and bring it on home to me