My
The last time that i saw you, you were walking out the door
Taking the stairs three at a time, you were laughing as you walked
But now you’re not so civilized, you steal your daily bread
But I have to hand it to you, you were always a step ahead
What are they gonna say, what they wont let any of us, anyone in
Hustling and thieving, just to get ahead
You would calculate your next moves with no thought from no-one else
It’s hard not to imagine, if you once had a friend
The two of you aint talkin, because one of you is dead
No, he’s a bad kid they screamed
He won’t make it out of his dream’s
Hey, wasn’t I waiting with you
Wasn’t I waiting with you?
Tryin your best to please them, but just seemed in the way
You were left to your own devices, no guidance or restraints
The one’s who throws the stones forget complacancy is stained
But the one who’s hit remembers, ’til the end of their days
No, he’s a bad kid they screamed
He won’t make it out of his dream’s
The assasins in white coats, will glue your eyelids closed again
And the assasins all should know, and they should hang their heads in shame
What it is we do without it
What will we do without it