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There's a black cloud over head, that's me
And the poison ivy chokes the tree, again it's me
I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street, you walk on by
I'm the little boy that pushes hard and makes it cry
There's a dirty needle in your child, haha, stick me
Empty bottles still in hand, still dead, still me
I'm the suit and tie that breaks the street and still wants more
I'm the 45 that's in your mouth
I'm a dirty, dirty whore
Yeah, look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus, but to old to see
Hey, look it's me
When no one wants to see
See what you brought this world
Just what you want you want to see
Hey ma, hey ma, look it's me
Yeah, he wants to become father now, yeah again me
The marks inside your arms still leaves me alone to me
I'm a nothing face that plants a bomb and strolls away
I'm the one who doesn't look quite right as children play
Yeah, look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus, but to old to see
Hey, look it's me
When no one wants to see
See what you brought this world
Just what you want you want to see
Hey ma, hey ma, look it's me
It's me
Look up to me
What you've been and what you've feared
Look up to me
Look it's me, what you hear
See right through me
See the one who can't be free
See right through me
Look it's me when no one wants to see
Hey, hey, hey
Hm, now, see the black cloud up ahead, that's me
Hm, in this poison ivy chokes the tree, again it's me
I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street, you walk on by
And I'm the little boy that pushes, pushes, makes it cry
Yeah, look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus, but to old to see
Hey, hey, look it's me
When no one wants to see
See what you brought this world
Just what you want you want to see
Hey ma, hey ma, look it's me
Yeah
It's me
Hey ma, hey ma, look it's me
See right though me
Look up to me
See right though me
Look up to me
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