I losing control
I'm leaving the tribe you gave me
I've been digging a hole
Waiting for a saint to save me
Came so close to my soul
I have to confess
What you see is what you get
I'll keep an eye on the jungle
The tiger and the lamb
Low life [bad word] [bad word] It's the law of the jungle
Words we'll understand
Written all over the land
Nothing's left to be said [bad word] deep inside me
It's all trapped in my head
like an angel who flies to guide me
And it'll make me forget
I'm going down
I think I'm drifting around
But who knows what's wrong, what's right
If there's a meaning to life
There must be a way out for me