Cky

Sometimes I get the strangest feelings
I want to bust your head in
Ive got the whole world freaking
Im just the kind of guy
All around the world
Theyve got their hands up screaming
Cant the gambles fly
No one knows for sure
Ive got the portrait hanging around
In the picture frame
In the halfway house on life
Were not the same
Time draws a narrow streak
Im just your average freak
Made a deal with life
Im known around the world
Im not the one with the open wound
Youre just protection for the righteous kind
Im not the one with an open wound