Beck
A talk with myself
[Verse]
There’s an old boy down the road
What he whispers I don’t know
For a blue coin guess I’ll see
Pass on by all of my dreams
I’ll never live again

I can see it in your eyes tonight
Full of fear, are you alright?
Don’t look boy, don’t ever think
And never take the time to breathe
No, you won’t have the time to stop
Stuck in a hard place by the rock
Eat your dust, boy eat your fill
Just another skeleton at the wheel
Shovel this, and shovel that
Expect a bullet and a knife to back
Don’t you blink, forget your hate
Bitterness attracts the deadly snakes
Count your dollars, count your life
Have this talk when the time is right