Dust in My Pocket Lyrics

I don't like your style
And I don't like your way
Why that crooked smile
Follow me into grave
It ain't over yet, nooo
It's about time to begin
It ain't over yet, nooo
I got dust in my pocket and jealousy to be win
Frozen
Everything that I stare
People come and see
Hold your breath and wait

It ain't over yet, nooo
Feelings that I can't just denied
It ain't over yet, nooo
I got dust in my pocket and