See myself over the shoulder
Never associate with my self
**** hits the fan and I get colder
Losing touch with myself
Feels like I'm watching another life

These hands can't be mine
Hands shackled by crime
Over the shoulder
I watch a colder
Man than I, a killer

Treat myself to a cocktail and drugs
Treatment to stop failure of lungs
Self medicate and consolidate my ego
Before I lose my will and let it go
The last shreds of who I was sposed to be
Before I was exposed to the street

Look at an old photo and I don't know
The ***** in the picture where'd he go
Soft boy with kind eyes found on a milk carton
Killer was caught found in his skin got a pardon
Accomplices with Alice, Jane, and molly
I'm still me? are you ******* kidding me

I can't be someone I hardly know
Every action and word is for show
Reactions I can't predict what he'll do
Snap and he might follow through
Or I could rein it in and stay cool
Is he I, could be I wish it wasn't true