Street Sects total immunity

Ran down
Every name
Every ghost
Everything I'd blown
Fighting the same old fears
If it buys me a year
Or buys me an hour
It's just information
It's not like the sky will be torn down if I open my mouth
Yes i know we were friends then
But those friendships are dead
Chalk it up to time served
If you thought that the streets were immune to my reach
Count the names on my tongue
And if you thought that your past was a half empty glass
Mark my words it gets worse
Throw your phone away
Throw your gun away
Keep your head down
I woke up today
Told them everything
You see, I sleep better outside
The floorboards groan
I know my fucking conscience cant be trusted
I am still protected
You can't touch me
Faces appear like fire
Forming, then changing again
I'm alone
My chest hurts
You can't touch me
Everything I did, I owned