Letras:Throwdown. You Don't Have To Be Blood To Be Family. Trust.

If I look you in the eyes and they blink and look away, then maybe you and I got some other shit to say. Don't speak, don't think, just shut your fucking mouth and another thing, can you trust me? Don't speak, don't think, my image of you just fades away, GO! CAN YOU TRUST ME? CAN I TRUST YOU? No. So much trust, I must have, in you. Paint that picture and watch it fade so far away pick that pocket, strip it clean, now you're nothing to me. Fuck. Move that shit.