And a man once said to a woman:
make me your love...
So young and cute
As he stairs into your eyes...
Sitting on my bedroom floor, holding my knees
I let out a cry “Oh please God please...
I'm so sorry son
That I did this to you...
To the self righteous ones
From your pedestal so high...
Gone are the days of freedom
gone are the days of carefree fun...
Pick up the instrument...
take a deep breath...
O' Lord of the Day of Judgement.
I swear...
What defines you?
what defines me...
I figure near the equator,
in that sticky delirious...
Know your place, you can’t help everyone.
Love is not enough, first take care of #1...
The drugs, the sex, the alcohol, and freedom,
the mind, the fear, the past all bring you down...