This worn-out world, it makes no sense Going insane, outta self-defence Sell all my shit Move to the sticks Be a hitman for hire Maybe I'll change my name to Ghost Captain a boat on the northeast coast Live off of fish Try to stay afloat Set the past on fire Spend my days out burning the wind Wake up hazed, try to do it again But you can't go back Where you've never been Hitman Hitman Sell everything that I ever bought Rob a bank, hope I don't get caught Scratch off the VIN On a car that's hot Drive it down the line Desert horse, I'm out 'til dawn Over the dunes to the setting sun Making moves Like Chaka Khan Running out of time In this dream, you play a part How can you be who you are? You're not akin To who you've been I wanna be reborn again Rattlesnake that sheds its skin But you can't go back To where you've never been Hitman Hitman