Who Yuo Are
Come to send, not condescend Transcended to consequences To transcend Where we are Who are we, Who we are Trampled marks on your souls Changes all your apart Seen it all, not at all Can't defend, Fucked up men Take me for a ride Before we leave Circumstance, clapping hands I dry in winds, ever in stance Off the track, in the mud That's the marks, Every one should nurse Just a little time Before we leave Stop light plays it parts So I would say, you've got a part What's you part, who you are you are who, who you are
