Can I  Pray more than you  We are brothers  I've been digging all night long  We have our home on run-down highway  We are the barricade  United in fear  Blackest piece of mind  I'm guilty that's all right  Blackest piece of day  You got the soul  Got the soul  I'm Pissing  And I'm looking at you  Fighting    But Who cares about that  Except you  Time is the digger  Inside your soul    Who sometimes barking like your dog  Out of sight  I got my mask    Be my companion on our escape  You got the soul  Hold your soul  I'm the painter  I have a number  Rely on you  You are my predator  Projector    I'm a trinket, ticket  That's why you blind  Show me something that I can't find  Inside myself  I'm looking for  Can't deny  And I won't pay for you anymore