Boy By The Roadside

There's a place I go
to make fires burning spices
On the 805 they found a boy
dead by the roadside
hanging naked
but satisfied
There's a place I go where no one knows
And it's not far away
And if you should see me with my face
up against the wall
Well don't stop to talk
Don't stop to talk
But who knows that goes on up there
But who knows what goes on up there
There's a place I go where no one knows
And it's not far away
And if you should see me with my face
up against the wall
Well don't stop to talk
Don't stop to talk
All I am is all I am
well
all I am is all I am