Walk my walk and I'ma talk my talk/ lost souls 2x I gotta move on too bigger and better thangs and craft my art mane/ Lost souls, long roads, way too cold for anyone to put a flame too the spark/ I can't keep reaching for the iron man, when I'm no tony stark/ arc reactor attached to my chest, it keeping shard from piercing through my heart/ I'm just sick and tired, release the fire like I'm the fireman/ Turn the wheel for it too peel, id pass all these liars man/ driveby all of these blank faces that keep heading towards the same place/ lost soul thats get stuck, few words or just none/ unconscious zombies in the city while they lay awake/ brainwash is the source or the main cost of the course, day watch for the worst and not to be specific/ but, they got no remorse, and theyll take it by force, theyll die by the sword, cause this world is wicked/