Soul

I was born on the other side Where the dreams are big but luck is bad So I shoot for the brightest star With some money in a duffle bag Otherwise they will break my soul Why you think everyone looks the same And I know I couldn't stay in line So long, I'm on my way You can't hold my Soul You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- Hey I won't give my soul for this hell hole, no Hey I would never give my soul for this hell hole, no Hey I won't give my soul for this hell hole, no I won't give my soul for this hell hole I was born on the other side Where the rent is cheap and pockets flat And when I get asked for change I just rustle with the bottle caps The police force is always right 'Cause mirrors here don't reflect I got one hand always close to the blade 'Cause you'll only see my back You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- You can't hold my- Hey I won't give my soul for this hell hole, no Hey I would never give my soul for this hell hole, no Hey I won't give my soul for this hell hole, no I won't give my soul for this hell hole Am I a coward when I'm running from this place Am I leaving hell just to find it somewhere else