Strange living with a name
They get the best of me
But I'm gon' walk awayI don't complaint, I got much to gain
So they keep testing me
And I keep feeding their faceBut they could go off and hit the road
And what would I care?
I like going nowhereI got the reigns, courage I was made of
And they got the fake love
So I know I must showIt's my show, I must go
With my soul not my hand
Where I stand it's my role, it's my soulPearls, necklaces and girls
And all the pretty thing
I ain't seeking to haveIt's safe to say
If I don't get this out of me
I might quite easily end up deadMad cross my T's, try to dot my eyes
But that's blinding me
I ain't living that wayI roll my sleeves
And make me a better man of me
I might easily just give up on the showYes, my show, I must go
With my soul not my hand
Where I stand it's my role, it's my soulI must show, it's my show, I must go
With my soul by my hand
Where I stand it's my role, it's my soulIt's my show, it's my show
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