The Bridge Video (MV)

Timberland boots, en route to Zone 6
Wind blowing, I scribble life at this cold bench
Fists folded, the stakes are rising, my soul clenched
Looking through my phone, I'm flipping through old pics
With a chipped shoulder, I don't flinch
Wrists glowing while I'm creating my stone henge
Feeling I'm two lives ahead of my time, while I'm
Looking through my phone, I'm flipping through old pics
See me stressing? Can't surpress it? We addressed it
Now, all that dirty money's reinvested
Went to, DVD's from VHS's
Saving it like PVR, clear cut like diamond VVS's
Made from alabaster at the tabernacle
Garden of Eden, I'm slicing Adam's apple
Trying to be good, but f*ck it! Pass an apple
Fight your urge to sin, that's just half the battle
Out to get some ends, then you have to struggle
You trust your friends but sometimes they feel like they had to f*ck you
Try to do what I do and your back will buckle
But I'm going to eat! You better hope you have a muzzle for me
Some days I'm feeling like a piece of shit
I'm just being real, I wish I knew how easy feels
Feel like I got a hold of it all, but most people slip
That's why this gin and tonic need to mix
I'm at the bridge between here and there
But still I thank God that I made it here
Whether life or death, He knows I'm never scared
But I miss my mother and there's a reminiscence every where
Plus I see her face when I look in the mirror
Until I see death or until I'm in the clear
Invest in whatever that I engineer
'Cause I'm alive, see my breath up in this winter air
Plotting heavily to get things situated
The high exhilirating, my mind stimulated like
Playing chicken with a testarossa and all I got's my two feet
Gone with the wind on this loose leaf
Live this life, never fearing, twisted in the night
Pick my fights 'cause I need these fists and wrists to write
I'm repenting for my sins, and everything I've done wrong
For things I'll never get again, I'm at the bridge
I'm at the bridge between here and there
But still I thank God that I made it here
Whether life or death, He knows I'm never scared
But I miss my mother and there's a reminiscence every where
Live this life, never fearing, twisted in the night
Pick my fights 'cause I need these fists and wrists to write
I'm repenting for my sins, and everything I've done wrong
For things I'll never get again, I'm at the bridge
I'm at the bridge
I'm at the bridge
I'm at the bridge
But still I thank God that I made it here