Some people kill for less Some people find it hard to get dressed Some people well... Ask how old I am
Some people live in a life Some people need more than a slice But when it fades... When the glitter's gone
You know it You owe it To yourself You won't let it make you And it's already crazy Old and lonely when the shade is down The brighter lights just smells their empty heads
Some people don't get much Some people feel here and touch What your spirit wants... Is talking to you now
Some people just gotta say Some people just wanna play They get a kick... When it's all messed up
You know it You owe it To yourself You won't let it make you And it's already crazy
And what you thought you lost was just mislaid All the poems written in your skin