i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you let em know i m going down to mexico to watch god and the devil arm wrestle for my soul with a bitch from san diego driving a winnebago high on a little llello dying to get some pesos and i ain t one for fiction or much for superstition but i m way out of my guardian angel s jurisdiction the sun goes west till it s swallowed by the mountains to the shitty city full of shady lawyers and accountants where everybody is looking for something they re on a mission like sex with three women and real cheap prescriptions rattlesnake attitude weapon to the fullest they always got guns but never enough bullets the bottle runs dry sweat pouring from my head playing portishead crack another portion for the dead bought a candy skull figure with a porcelain head praying to the porcelain god as i m puking up red i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you so what that i m cold blooded old gutter mental shows more now cause i m so budded with snow covered nose holes blizzard it s no summer acts as a soul number kill my pain ima talk my slang booze out caine i ain t looking for the answers i just dos my thing lock handshakes with snakes in a vein paced and i aim brace for the bang and now i m in a place for the strange everything s a blur every word is slurred every movement swerved and curved by dope scored on the curb loc smoked on the herb and hit a high i ve been stuck for a minute like this whole life has passed me by that s why i never know what i m looking for every time i take a trip to the liquor store still trying to take it slow better lie low on this runaway train with no aim and a claim on my soul  i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you i m seeing shit sorta distorted i m transported and short of a quarter a man sorely deported no peace of mind recorded this piece so blind dreaming of easier times conflicted in losing my grind stepping away to fade and debating if it s worth the waiting on something to call to me while this darkness pursues me i m woozy and light headed this is something i dreaded affected by the pain deaded with medication i said it i m getting ready for a deadly medley ahead the street is my canvas and i paint it with red snake bitten from handshakes and bad breaks when man makes mistakes for his sake in his take and this snake gets his fucking head cut off one swing and one ding you know i will never shut off my vengeance eternal my heart the inferno but the buck is my shadow check it now yeah these words are my journal i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you i close my eyes and i deny drift off beneath the desert sky until my soul finds you