Matt Ingram - Loosely On My Mind lyrics

I was fine when I carried a knife. When I was packing things felt safer at night. It's not that I ever to fight But I'd k** anyone who didn't look at me right. And despite my initial intentions I was driven to prove my worth And I had only planned to frighten The Nigerian boy at first. So we followed him to his estate block And the 3 of us followed him there Where the flats around were silent And no neighbours dared to care So we then proceeded to beat him Until he cried out in despair And the pathetic sound he was making Was just too much to bare So I stabbed him in the leg And he bled And he bled And he bled And we were braver when We ran and left him for dead. He was 10, I was near on 20 When fate done took his life And all his blood lay loosely on my eye. He was 10, I was near on 20 When fate done took this knife And all I'd done lay loosely on my mind. I was stronger now that I carried a knife And I had greater concerns than wrong from right. I had a status to uphold and money was tight And the lawmen could never understand my plight. And at the sight of the silhouetted stranger I had to take him for his change And he had the nerve to fight me back So I gave in to my rage. “This is for my missing father, And this is for my pain, And this is for the life I'm leading, I feel like I'm looked in a cage. And this is just because I can, To me it's all the same. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time my friend You've only yourself to blame. There's a reason why you're dying,” I said “that I just can't explain. And if I have to, I'll do it all again.” He looked about18, I was 20 When fate done took his life And all his blood lay loosely on my eye. He looked about18, I was 20 When fate done took this knife And all I'd done lay loosely on my mind. I was invincible now that I carried a knife. Any sensible man would avoid my sight. I wasn't always looking to k**, but I just might. Now I was the one to be feared at night. But despite all of my by best efforts To make sure the weaklings knew their place I could see the lines of defiance Forming on each face. So I'd beat them as often as I could “And tell them that this is just a taste.” But despite their disgrace It was no longer safe on the streets As far as I could see Because these weaklings began to carry knives Because of me. They were 10 to their mid 20s When fate done took his lives And all their blood lay loosely on my eyes. They were 10 to their mid 20s When fate done took this knife And all I'd done lay loosely on my mind. And I was in my early 20s When these weaklings took my life And fate had paid it back to me in kind.