Everyday i wake up in pain and i try (and i try) to find someone else to blame but i know its because (its because) i lost the man that gave me my name familiar faces passing by smiling at me and i don't know why maybe we got some common ties or maybe the smile because they know they're next in line KNOW THEY'RE NEXT IN LINE Searching for clues to give it a meaning come up with nothing, which way am i leaning? running in circles, straighten it out i never believe what comes out your mouth vision is blurred because of the hurt stuck in this place, we're losing the race survival of the steady we all know your pass when you come, we will be ready so watch your back