 Re-Load There's a black cloud overhead That's me And the poison ivy chokes the tree Again it's me I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street You walk on by I'm the little boy that pushes hard And makes it cry There's a dirty needle in your child Haha, stick me Empty bottles still in hand, still dead Still me I'm the suit and tie that breaks the street And still wants more I'm the 45 that's in your mouth I'm a dirty, dirty whore Yeah Look it's me The one who can't be free Much too young to focus But too old to see Hey, Look it's me When no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you wanna see Hey ma Hey ma, look it's me Yeah He wants to become father now Me again, me The marks inside your arms still leaves me alone to me I'm the nothing face that plants a bomb And strolls away I'm the one who doesn't look quite right As children play Look up to me What you've been and what you've feared Look up to me Look it's me, what you hear See right through me See the one who can't be free See right through me Look it's me when no one wants to see Hey, hey, hey Yeah It's me Hey ma Hey ma, look it's me See right though me Look up to me See right though me Look up to me |
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