ive been held back my entire life no-one knows the struggles and the strife I had no idea life has a price on my head they comin to get me comin to stick me for this thing we call money it's the powers of greed the powers that be tyin me down I feel like I can't breath can't be an existence above the rest sometimes I swear I got to wear a vest on my sleeve is my heart and everything around me bleeds and procedes to die afterlife is not an existence but a measure of wealth a measure well felt apon the shoulders of many stocking up on casings and shells automatic clips hearts racin and pacing in the back of my mind I know these digits erasing the economies wasted time for revolution on a world turned cold and complacent bring me back so i can face it the demons inside the demons we hide cause u know no-one on this earth wants to die keeping my prayers high as I talk to the sky to the one we confide