I Really Love These Lyrics

My hands are tied and im nailed to the floor, feels like im knocking on the unknown door, gun at my back, blade at my throat ,I keep on finding hate mail in pockets coat,i am trying to rest ,i am cooling my heels, ive been working in the city, ive working in the fields, i cant get to sleep, i cant catch my breath,i cant stop talking and i look like death. they were sent by someone obviously you ,if you be my enemy i will be your enemy too.