Out of the plane, what is the plan tellin my name, lovin this land regarded escape but who is gonna help it looks like decline, the drop of mine
Chorus: black cat might be crossed my way I'm gonna find one more reasone to stay too many principles and mistakes sweet lord, I need to awake
Back in my home but it looks like the cell I'm here on my own. Need someone to tell Tell the truth, the story of mine Bout the house with no roof, Bout the drop of mine
For sure I was wrong but this is the past no longer belong to the time that not last sweared never back down, still hear that sound but crossed the line, it was the drop of mine