Street Dogs Video (MV)

I take this roadside
With no app or even a map
Like thirst for crack
I feel it tight on my f*cking neck
Take my breath
Take my life
But let me first tune my pride
'Cause I'd only sell it
To save you
Even if it's the reason for your mortgage
You'll never know
What I feel inside of my chest
But you think
But you think
But you think
I should know what goes in yours
Cut my legs
Cut my tongue
Pierce my ears
Leave my rough eyes
'Cause I'm capable
T o understand
Left me a f*cking note
I'm sure that I can read
I'm sure
I'm sure
I'm sure
I'm sure that I can read
I take this roadside
With no app or even a map
Like thirst for crack
I feel it tight on my neck
I paved this side of road
Following an emotional code
Strange be the father of acts
Without controlling all the facts
Each path has two directions
But they are not always reversible
Each path has two directions
But they are not
But they are not
But they are
The sand is gone
And we have nothing more to throw up
So please
If you can't speak
Leave me a note
I'm able to read do you know that?
Do you know that?
My nature is eating my strength
It churns me like water down the drain
My brain is now the mediator in your lack of control