florci

Some of us, we're hardly ever here. The rest of us, we're born to disappear.
How do I stop myself from being just a number?
How will I hold my head to keep from going under?
Down to the wire I wanted water,

but I'll walk through the fire if this is what it takes to take me even higher,

and then I'll come through like I do when the world keeps testing me.
How did they find me here?
What do they want from me?
All of these vultures hiding right outside my door,
I hear them whispering, they're tryin to ride it out cause they've never gone this long without a kill before.
Wheels up, I got to leave this evening.
Can't seem to shake these vultures off of my trail.
Power is made, by power being taken,
So I keep on running to protect my situation.