People of trust
Are always
On the run

Eyes of belief
Are always
Out to sea

Unburden my burdened mind
Compassion is quite the find
Who are you?

Hold me Lord
Come down off your high horse

I've stated all I know
I've stated all I know
I've given all I have

To eyes that have known
To eyes that have known no life
Succumbed by the dopamine strife

Give soul to my soulless mind
Compassion is quite defined
Always meat to the grind

Who are you?
Who are you?