Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist.
I find myself just fillin' my time,
With anything to keep the thought of you from my mind.
I guess,
That this is where we've come to.
If you don't want to,
Then you don't have to believe me.
But I won't be there when you go down,
Just so you know now
You're on your own now, believe me.
When the rest want guns and a mouth full of gold.
I don't hate 'em, I still love 'em,
That's not me, I'm not judging,
Not below 'em, not above 'em.
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