Tightened up; clean my nose and act up
cuz now I m not a convict, now I m not locked up
set my eyes to fairness
and remove signs of violence
destroy cycles and circles not myself

this madness around us some souls just can t take unflinchingly
broken heart and broken spirit
break the glass till there s no glass left
And, baby, while you re young drink until your heart s numb
look at all the broken folks
wonder if they ever tried to decycle

release the pain of childhood
and find some peace in what s good
cuz now I ain t like my old man
I ain t no hardknuckler swashbuckler I was back then
let the old man slip away
concentrate on being a good one someday
destroy cycles and circles not myself.