Shot in the Back

Now am I just creative Or was I meant to be a killer Killing lovers in the street Sometimes the most unlikely Prove themselves to be a liar Everything you said to me I, I'm glad I'm alive There is no way I'm touching ground again I saw a blind man shackled By his hands and feet, escaping When his face hit the concrete And the same way you play vicious That's the same way you agree Endearing An endearing empathy I, I'm glad I'm alive There is no way I'm touching ground again I'd be shot in the back By my fears Whoa, shot in the back By my fears Shot in the back By my fears I'd be shot in the back By my fears I'm telling you I'm glad I'm alive There is no way I'm touching ground again Uh-huh