Exploit God given talents for fortune and fame fanning the flame as fanned based brand name recognition grows out of control into something you can't tame ---not without more substances highly flammable: drugs alcohol taking their toll
when all you really wanted was to live life your way not theirs
Who cares? Who cares? No one seems to as you use, use, use
We're living in a world of love As we love to hate everything In these dark seasons of snuff and politics The slow way to die and I still feel sixteen But my body's grown old in these cold winters Broken rhymes and murder lines That's what it feels like to be human Dancing in the ash of cremation And you know I don't want this at all
I'm that high there's an ocean in the sky A figment of my imagination As we all dream a lie like a dream The concept of what makes happiness Cheap sex cascading on emotional freedom ...