I've been working the sun, far behind to push my wind in your guns
Greed is feeding my eyes red, pop my sign and lash the skin around
Eyes like blood, let me out now
Rip the rope and let them guns down
I've been working a lifetime, far enough to push my people
I've been working the sun, far behind, the wind upon your guns
Greed is feeding my eyes red, pop my sign and lash the skin around
Eyes like blood, let me out now
Rip the rope and let them guns down