I see you around, the way you move
You've got me crawling, no time for talking now
Done nothing wrong and who's to say
You're better than me, open your eyes and see
I'm not riding alone, I'm not riding alone
I'm not searching to know who I am
I'd have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
I'd have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
You're in a mood, I'm in the mood
You've got me hiding, I'm over trying now
You're sickening, so threatening
You don't fool no one, I've only just begun
I'm not riding alone, I'm not riding alone
I'm not searching to know who I am
I'd have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
I'd have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
I'd have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
I'd have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling