Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing what this world is about Watching some good friends screaming, 'Let me out' This is our last dance Mmm num ba de Dum bum ba be Doo buh dum ba beh beh Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for

And when we are beaten The cross holds us down And suffer the loss We walk through the ages The world on our shoulders The burden we carry To the dark end of our days A thousand eyes watching Every step we are taking

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers Every minute and every hour Every stumble and each misfire What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? What's gonna be left of the world, oh Put

Whose world is this? It's mine, it's mine, it's mine (The world is yours, the world is yours) I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?) I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the

On my way at last The caravan thunders onward I can't stop thinking big In a world lit only by fire Long train of flares under piercing stars I stand watching the steamliners roll by To the distant dream of the city The caravan carries me onward On a

Another's arms, another's arms Late night watching TV Used to be you here beside me Your body on my body When the pain just rips right through me Used to be your arms around me When the world means nothing to me Is there someone there to reach me? Or

We are children of the world, watching every day go by Changes my life, changes your life, keeps us all anticipating Like a bird in the wind, like a tree in the storm Like the breath of a child from the moment he's born We are searchers of the truth,

I always regret midnight decisions You were my whole world He was my whole world Did I mess up? Oh God I hope I didn't It's all a blur when we talk through the liquor I can't stop watching my phone Can't turn it off What is wrong with me? I can't, baby

Peanut butter sandwich eatin' Watching the world go by Where I've done some beer crackin' Crying, praying, laughin' We can leave our cut offs and our cares Who knows what can happen I do all my dreamin' there I do my barber sinking Just talking to the

What about that life Trapped in a world where money controls you Hustle hard or be a piece of shit Watching the tears rolling down your face I'm throwing away diamonds Suck my fuck I'm a bad motherfucker not a fucking role model Fuck church, hit a bong,