You could never understand
The fire burning in my head
That's why I act this way or why I wake up feeling dead
This world is full of judgment
They question all you've done and said
So much, so they can't see the truth about the path they tread (tread, tread)
When push comes to shove
What will you do?
At least I know what I'm about
And that's more than I can say for you
You could never understand
The fires burning in my brain
So why the fuck do you think that we're not one and the same?
Living in a bubble
Never struggled in your life
Now you find yourself lost in the streets at the wrong time

Wrong place, wrong time
You all live like victims
Always needing help, but from me, you'll get none
What will you do when the time comes
When you're staring down the barrel of that gun?