Cain
Jason Martin
Last time I saw you were heading to your room and I felt bad
You couldn't move I couldn't soothe and I can't tell you the real truth
Last time I saw you were only in your way you're just like me
You circle through just like a screw and I can't tell you what to do
My feelings take over my brain maybe it's like a mark of cain that everyone can see cause it's on my face
Next time I see you please remember what I say because it's the truth