I broke in sight but made out alright   I jumped on my thought   I went off but i felt on   I cursed concrete   Felt fire in me   I tired my tongue   To lift my burden. It eats at me   Where's shame?   Shouting from a lot where the kids can't play   And I'll walk back again   Thinking of the ways that it could've been   And I hope that I make a mark   And stand strong even when I'm gone   Before I'm done   Before I lay down   I'll go off   But I'll be on   I cursed the streets   That run under my feet   I tired my tongue   To lift my burden. It eats at me   Where's shame?   Shouting from a lot where the kids can't play   And I'll walk back again   Thinking of the ways that it could've been   And I hope that I make a mark   And stand strong even when I'm gone