I was born into this world no identity of my own   So, I believed every word that my sweet mother told   When I was a child, I learned the devil ways   I could fight with the best of them   I could resist the pain   As I became a man, I learned life's mysteries   But there was always something hidden away from me      Head looking' for a bullet, loose your head!   Looking for a bullet.      This deceptive place lies and politics   I've been on the edge agitation has set in   I see the trouble is coming again   Minds of wrath are rising within   When the worlds were framed   I was standing there   The things that are seen were not made   Of things which do appear      In the desert of my mind in the in-part realm of time   At the Place of the Skull count all my bones      In the valley of decision on the island of despair   Cut off my way of thinking I will see you there