Strain, living with a name They get the best of me But I don't walk away I don't complain I got much to gain So they keep testing me And I keep feeding their face But they could go Off and hit the road What would I care? I like going nowhere I got the reigns The courage I made of And they've got fake love So I know I must show It's my show I must go With my soul Not my hand Where I stand It's my role It's my soul Pearls and necklaces and girls And all the pretty things I ain't seeking to have It's safe to say If I don't get this out of me I might quite easily End up dead or just mad Cross my t's Try to dot my I's But thats just blinding me And I ain't living that way I roll my sleeves And make a better man of me Or I might easily Just give up on this show It's my show I must go With my soul Not my hand Where I stand It's my role It's my soul I must show It's my show I must go With my soul Not my hand Where I stand It's my role It's my soul And my show It's my show