Thank You

I wanna thank you for let me be myself again

Looking at the devil

Grinning at the gun

Fingers start shakin

I begin to run

Bullets start chasin

I begin to stop

We begin to wrestle

I was on top

I wanna thank you for let me be myself again

I wanna thank you for let me be myself again

Beat on

Dance to the music

All night long

Everyday people

Sing a simple song

Thank you for the party

But I could never stay

Many thangs is on my mind

Words are in my way

I wanna thank you for let me be myself again

I wanna thank you for let me be myself again

Flamin' eyes of peoples fear

Burnin' into you

Many men are missin' much

Hatin' what they do

Youth and truth are makin' love

Dig it for a starter

Dyin' young is hard to take

Sellin' out is so much, so much harder, now

I wanna thank you for let me be myself again

I tried, I tried

I wanna thank you for let me be myself again

I wanna thank, I wanna thank, I wanna thank

(If he says anything else that's actual words I have no idea what they are)