I've been working the sun, far behind to push my wind in your guns Greed is feeding my eyes red, pop my sign and lash the skin around Eyes like blood, let me out now Rip the rope and let them guns down I've been working a lifetime, far enough to push my people I've been working the sun, far behind, the wind upon your guns Greed is feeding my eyes red, pop my sign and lash the skin around Eyes like blood, let me out now Rip the rope and let them guns down