Don't imagine any way, so any fool can take away the drugs and the pressure Asking for the level where a world devides it's answers To the gang lords
No destination set I daze along till something finds me Where I've been I'm not sure I cannot see, the tears they blind me You know that something ain
Getting in the heat Coming with the beat And I love what I feel Hard and heavy And I'm moving on and on 'cause my life is on the run Now I feel the need
You gotta take it easy You gotta live your life Yesterday's heroes They are born to die The people always blame you It don't matter what they say You
I hold a magazine in my hand Facing the cover - it's me They write about my coming end No more than twelve months for me Tainted and fainted and lonely
One step forward, two steps back We're living on the edge, it's as simple as that I'm no Mr. Lucky, I've never been close I'm higher than some but I'm
In times of peace, times of war The sky remains the same You reach for the stars too far away Far away The one who's born in misery Is left without a
As long as I remember - I was left all by myself When trouble crossed my way I stood alone My old man hit the bottle - my mom was running scared The old
I hold a magazine in my hand Facing the cover - it's me They write about my coming end No more than twelve months - for me Tainted and fainted and lonely
Rollin' just like thunder Tryin' to get you down Mistreatin' ev'rythin' If you were king he'd take your crown If you were a dead man He'd take ya from
Getting in the heat Coming with a beat And I love what I feel Hard and heavy And I'm moving on and on 'cause my life is on the run Now I feel the need
Day after day I'm beginning to realize The torture and pain Are we going insane Our vibrations May be the push we need We're restless at heart burnin
Drifting down what we passed It's done over and over again We've just been losing a part To be in another winning team We turned the tables and times
Tired of the routine - I never ever get it right I've been lookin' for some action To divert my attention Got no rhyme or a reason Feel the sign, feel
We called it this - he called it that But never what it was We called it shit - we called it grass That's the way it was He took it once - just for the
Waking up on Monday morning Sunday'd been and gone Reaching out for you But I was alone Now I sit at the breakfast table Table's set for two Been the
Life is like a slot machine Nothing's guaranteed You might give your soul away To cut yourself a deal I really hate uncertainty Will I win or lose Ain
I couldn't talk for the longest time About the deepest fear of mine I'm haunted by this hurting spell To see what I can never tell - it really hurts