Strain, living with a name
They get the best of me
But I'm no walker away
No complaint
I got much to gain
So they keep testing me
And I keep feeding their face
They could go off
And hit the road
And what would I care
Hell I ain t goin nowhere
I got the reigns
And courage I was made of
And they've got fake love
So I know I must show
It s my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It s my role
It s my soul
Pearls and necklaces and girls
And all the pretty things
I ain t seekin to have
It s safe to say
If I don t get this out of me
I might quite easily
End up dead or just mad
Cross my T s
Try to dot my I s
But that s just blinding me
I ain t livin that way
I roll my sleeves
And make a better man of me or
I might easily just give up on this show
It s my show
It s my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It s my role
It s my show
I must show
It s my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It s my role
It s my show
It s my show
It s my show
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