I ain't seeking to have
I must show, it's my show, I must go
If I don't get this out of me
But I'm gon' walk away
And make me a better man of me
Where I stand it's my role, it's my soul
So I know I must show
Where I stand it's my role, it's my soul
But they could go off and hit the road
And what would I care?
I roll my sleeves
And they got the fake love
So they keep testing me
I ain't living that way
It's safe to say
I might easily just give up on the show
With my soul by my hand
I like going nowhere
And I keep feeding their face
With my soul not my hand
I might quite easily end up dead
It's my show, I must go
Where I stand it's my role, it's my soul
And all the pretty thing
I don't complaint, I got much to gain
I got the reigns, courage I was made of
With my soul not my hand
Yes, my show, I must go
But that's blinding me
Mad cross my T's, try to dot my eyes
Pearls, necklaces and girls