One eye fell off his shirt before putting on then I showed my black horse shirt with one eye that said “humanity”

What, what are you saying? Oh, I’m sorry I was talking to myself. Or you talkin’ to the world?

Have I had personal struggles with it? Does a blind man wish he could see?

I didn’t even think a soul could go through this much pain, anxiety, pressure, depression, heartache and bliss

I guess I took a mission that most people can’t handle

You weren’t meant for the limelight You were meant for the history books

Hell has seen me cry, wiped my eyes apart