People of trust Are always On the run Eyes of belief Are always Out to sea Unburden my burdened mind Compassion is quite the find Who are you? Hold me Lord Come down off your high horse I've stated all I know I've stated all I know I've given all I have To eyes that have known To eyes that have known no life Succumbed by the dopamine strife Give soul to my soulless mind Compassion is quite defined Always meat to the grind Who are you? Who are you?