I ain't an island, I am the stream, I float by through the fire and steam

I give life but I can also drown, whoever tries to cross me - I drag'em down

I ain't the tourist, I am the guide, the long arm of the law and the principal of crime

I ain't the hostage, I am the bomb, I am the ransom they'll never pay off

What you can write I can erase

You call it life and I call it waste

You say I'm dirty and I'm never getting clean

Well, over here the grass is always green

I ain't a godsend, I am the curse, whatever you can do I can do worse

I speak the truth but I can also lie, I am the stalker in the corner of your eye

I ain't the handle, I am the blade – however you deny me I'm plunged into your brain

I ain't the saddle, I am the horse, I carry cavalries in bloody civil wars

What you can write I can erase

You call it life and I call it waste

You say I'm dirty and I'm never getting clean

Well, over here the grass is always green

I ain't the damage, I am the cause, I am the Manson family writing on your walls

I ain't the needle, I am the dope, I am the gallow at the end of your rope

I ain't the canvas, I am the art, I've seen the better days from houses of cards

I ain't the target, I am the hit, I am the silken gloves never meant to fit

What you can write I can erase

You call it life and I call it waste

You say I'm dirty and I'm never getting clean

Well, over here the grass is always green