One road Two tracks Can't pick, and won't ask Won't be, your act Just to see me lack again Moving through, and wasting time I can't replace this thread I can try and run and hide But can't escape my death Everyday I'm pointed to My last release it's left to choose Instead of putting up with me Just cross your arms, to wait and see The hope is gone and can't be seen The day has come for me to leave A gun to my head Everyday made to dread A gun to my mouth And take what was said Just so I can go And breathe my last breath