Cursing 55, the last of summer days The tension lets; the fury flies anger has its way Oh relentless one he won’t let me go He knew me then and knows me now And knows there’s nowhere else to go
Do ya trust me Are ya hearing me Ya got away Ya gotta see that i’m here bleeding
Running fast and hard to spin the roulette wheel Rebellions set no rees or rhyme in it for the thrill Oh conviction nears he’s pounding down the door He knew me then he knows me now When i don’t know what’s up for sure
Do ya trust me Are ya hearing me Ya got a way Or will you bite the hand that’s feeds you
Do ya trust me Are ya hearing me I made a way Ya gotta see that i’m the key
