Deadshot

Lost the house. Lost the name. Lost the coat and wore the shame. Tongue all ash, hands all bone. I kept walking just to stay gone. Ended up deadshot, skin on the wire. Fighting till I rot, fighting till I rot. Rodent in the street, teeth in the frost. One more time or not, one more time or not. Cinders in my shoe, dirt in my mouth. I begged the sky to spit me out. Every door shut, every face passed through. If I had a past, I buried it too. Ended up deadshot, skin on the wire. Fighting till I rot, fighting till I rot. Rodent in the street, teeth in the frost. One more time or not, one more time or not. Burning up in the heat, I drag my name through glass. No clean road ahead, just the wreckage of the last. Ended up deadshot, skin on the wire. Fighting till I rot, fighting till I rot. Rodent in the street, burning up in the heat. One more time or not, one more time or not.