just take me back to way back when when i was happy in my skin i used to smile and i used to laugh at stupid jokes and anecdotes when things weren t so bad but i ve been had well i ve got nothing left and it s been said this boy is dead well i know what they say and i know what they call me because i can hear them talking here before you stands a dead man walking so much has changed my heart don t beat the same my blood grows stagnant in these veins my body s cold and my flesh has decomposed no one will touch me i ve got no one to hold and i ve been told that i ve got nothing left and it s been said this boy is dead well i know what they say and i know what they call me because i can hear them talking here before you stands a dead man walking i know what they say god knows i know what they call me because i can hear them talking here before you stands a dead man walking i see through other people like i m looking through a dirty window just wish their intentions were as clear as their conscious and honestly it s a shame that i couldn t be what they wanted to see still i see the same motherfuckers i d imagine at my funeral in the front row only pretending to care for a person they didn t even seem to know the first thing about but that doesn t really matter now i can t complain though who thought i d see the day i d grow complacent in my grave but don t be sad no this coffin s not so bad at least i found the peace of mind that i ve lacked and never had well i ve got nothing left and it s been said oh it s been said well i know what they say and i know what they call me because i can hear them talking here before you stands a dead man walking i know what they say god knows i know what they call me because i can hear them talking here before you stands a dead man walking 