One road
Two tracks
Can't pick, and won't ask
Won't be, your act
Just to see me lack again
Moving through, and wasting time
I can't replace this thread
I can try and run and hide
But can't escape my death
Everyday I'm pointed to
My last release it's left to choose
Instead of putting up with me
Just cross your arms, to wait and see
The hope is gone and can't be seen
The day has come for me to leave
A gun to my head
Everyday made to dread
A gun to my mouth
And take what was said
Just so I can go
And breathe my last breath