Your prediction Wasn't very hard Mexico ain't in the cards Never really was Smell the diesel Smell the smoke Traded water for their dope Was that some kinda joke Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin Every river will burn Every valley will dry Save it for the afterlife And every mountain will slide And the dustlands will cry Save it for the afterlife If I said less It would be a lie A sugarcoat so you could try And finally close your eyes In the distance They swarm down the road Are they friend or foe Ain't gonna stick around To know I have started out To find a trace of home Where the water's pure And fire is no more Walls of this city red Will go at any cost I have started out To find what we have lost I have started out