Lost My Soul

lost my soul now I can't get close to the sun I was cold in the winter with my hand gun shit I had someone but I guess that wasn't enough I'm a crippled and the police fuckin had me in cuffs that taste World spit venom in your face now your lookin for someone up on the track to relay I'm a cash fiend cause I like surviving the day now I'm dancing with the devil at a red mascarde I know, when your moving slow it gets old I know that I had to much trust in my bro I'm weak, got me really trynna seek out a dose too strong, shit I'm grindin till there's blue on my toes oh by the time you hear this I'll be thrilling party with the dead and its chilling pitch a lyric like im Curt schilling catch the flow so perfect Curt Henning there's bedlam, there's a whole lot a Havoc and I'll be rocking denim up in heaven I'll be shocked if I don't get to heaven fucked with me now you can't fuck with me now fucked with me now you can't fuck with me now gun to my head now I feel so aroused fucked with me now you can't fuck with me lost my soul now I can't get close to the sun I was cold in the winter with my hand gun shit I had someone but I guess that wasn't enough I'm a crippled and the police fuckin had me in cuffs lost my soul now I can't get close to the sun I was cold in the winter with my hand gun shit I had someone but I guess that wasn't enough I'm a crippled and the police fuckin had me in cuffs that taste World spit venom in your face now your lookin for someone up on the track to relay I'm a cash fiend cause I like surviving the day now I'm dancing with the devil at a red mascarde