Walking down this path
Down this path that I'm walkin' on
Marking out my tracks
Making tracks to my destination
With heavy contemplation
Weighing deep in my head I wake myself from the dead
And somebody said, "Wesyde"
To arise from the ashes of the scattered remains
Of strains of the strange brains I've incorporated into my days
The past is just that, and that's a fact that contains some pain
So I tend to look away
Start planning for a better day, I'm working for a better way
Like this was my first day I didn't come to play
I came to strip away the layers from the traitors
And their bullshit behaviors
So f*ck what they gave ya
Come take a walk into my head
As I wake myself from the dead
And somebody said, "Wesyde"