Witness

Scarred from within by the faults that I made

Have me wishing and thinking about an early grave

When will it be the last breath I take

the last step I take and decision I make

Will I fall victim to an act of violence

Or be deceased resting in peace in total silence

Can't shake it off dressed in deep disguises

Evading Lucifer with moves that stylish

Get me nowhere cause I can' t outrun

The drop of the machete the bullet coming from the gun

Another hit from the fiend in the face could be the one

That got me pushing the number of another dead pun