Loosley On My Mind Songtext / Lyric

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 kill 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 kill, 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.