Bound in honour Men are forcing to Quitting existence For everyone's freedom Missing in action But no reaction There is no evidence so they say no
Tragedy seems to come in a pair of expensive shows Never notice the disguise until it walks up and slaps you in the mouth Can't say that is very subtle
this wise man I once knew Who lived down my street a block or 2 In a back alley where the autumn leaves blew A simple man with a heart so true John Doe
Nothing to hide. Nothing to lose. The little things that sicken me and are eating at my youth. I've held my ghosts at bay and smiled everyday but heavens
Verse 1 I never did drink like you But I held back your hair like a girlfriend would do I told you how much I cared you turned away with a laugh and
You are the hole in my head I am the pain in your neck You are the lump in my throat I am the aching in your heart We are tangled We are stolen We are
I don't know that I ever knew you. I don't know that I ever knew you. But you say you can see right through me. The moon is bright and the road is clear
like you around here I wanna hear love songs in my ear I need a John Doe on a John Deere Want a John Doe on a John Deere I need a John Doe on a John
mother and they searched for a father And they searched till they searched no more The doctors put to rest their scientific tests And they named me "John Doe
Ren] who bring the street shit nigga you know "John Doe, John Doe" Keep it Guerrilla my nigga fuck the Radio "John Doe, John Doe" these niggaz out suffering
between us that don't exist. And we're both going to go on lying. Ain't nothing good about that in this thing baby. We both guilty of the John Doe crime
I'll sing you a song and it's not very long. It's about a young man who never did wrong; Suddenly he died one day. The reason why, no one would say.
s John Doe There he go, that's John Doe There he go, that's John Doe Balling on you bitches like I'm Rondo [Chorus] 24's, John Doe All gold, John Doe
through the shake to try and fake it Another John Doe and we all become the same yeah Another John Doe and a another face to blame yeah Another John Doe
past john doe...his soul will never rest he was raised as an orphan abuse victim as a child dreaming haunting memories made john doe take his own life john doe
a gangster is not sweet And I'm coming to you straight from the streets This could be a story about anybody But let's call him John Doe (chorus) A rude
