Authority in my face, looking out for you and me,
It's a battle of spirits all over the place,
Tell me what you want me to be,
The enemy won't let go once they get their hands on you,
They'll chew you up, and spit you out, and stick to you like glue.
I don't see what you want me to be, and I don't care what you suppose,
It don't matter what you see, I don't wanna have to step on your toes.
I don't need my fortune told; the future's already known,
I got my covers, sisters and brothers, to keep me from burning in Hell,
You don't like who I am, or the words that I have to say,
The world keeps turning, fire keeps burning,
The clock keeps ticking away.
I don't see what you want me to be, and I don't care what you suppose,
It don't matter what you see, I don't wanna have to step on your toes.
Oh.
The game ain't over yet; a winner's what I want to be,
Ain't cutting no cards or throwing no dice - luck's got nothing on me,
The choice is made for me: Heaven is the place to be,
You might say I'm crazy, but he'll be coming back for me.
I don't see what you want me to be, and I don't care what you suppose,
It don't matter what you see, I don't wanna have to step on your toes,
I don't see what you want me to be, and I don't care what you suppose,
It don't matter what you see, I don't wanna have to step on your toes, no.
It's a battle of spirits all over the place,
Tell me what you want me to be,
The enemy won't let go once they get their hands on you,
They'll chew you up, and spit you out, and stick to you like glue.
I don't see what you want me to be, and I don't care what you suppose,
It don't matter what you see, I don't wanna have to step on your toes.
I don't need my fortune told; the future's already known,
I got my covers, sisters and brothers, to keep me from burning in Hell,
You don't like who I am, or the words that I have to say,
The world keeps turning, fire keeps burning,
The clock keeps ticking away.
I don't see what you want me to be, and I don't care what you suppose,
It don't matter what you see, I don't wanna have to step on your toes.
Oh.
The game ain't over yet; a winner's what I want to be,
Ain't cutting no cards or throwing no dice - luck's got nothing on me,
The choice is made for me: Heaven is the place to be,
You might say I'm crazy, but he'll be coming back for me.
I don't see what you want me to be, and I don't care what you suppose,
It don't matter what you see, I don't wanna have to step on your toes,
I don't see what you want me to be, and I don't care what you suppose,
It don't matter what you see, I don't wanna have to step on your toes, no.