Cursing 55, the last of summer days
The tension lets; the fury flies anger has its way
Oh relentless one He wont let me go
He knew me then and knows me now
And knows theres nowhere else to go
Do ya trust Me
Are ya hearing Me
Ya got away
Ya gotta see that Im here bleeding
Running fast and hard to spin the roulette wheel
Rebellions set no rees or rhyme in it for the thrill
Oh conviction nears Hes pounding down the door
He knew me then He knows me now
When I dont know whats up for sure
Do ya trust Me
Are ya hearing Me
Ya got a way,
Or will you bite the hand thats feeds you
Do ya trust Me
Are ya hearing Me
I made a Way,
Ya gotta see that Im the Key
