Dark glasses on
Hand cuffs broken in two
Leather jacket, cigar smoke, Jesus tattoo on my shoulder
Dirty mind, blurry sight
High on cocaine
In my truck
Drive to New Jersey
Arrive to Coney Island
Picking up, laying down 
Touched by an angel
How proud will my family be?
Pray to God
Don’t take me away
I’ll take myself
A rubber bag 
Breaks in half
I was never good at commitment
I’m in New York

Populated streets help me blend
Get myself together
A norm of society
Suit and tie
Sitting down
Type my soul away
Nostalgia my greatest weakness
I learned how to tie a tie
A tie around a bar
50 stories high
God don’t take me away
I know my destination