You must be sane to realise

People perform in paradise


Excuse me if I make you low


Got to go fast, can not take it slow




Pathetic way of life


Why can't I service my soul

I can't control


That nothing grows




Kill me for wath I used to say


I perform like people I used to hate


Beg me for what I used to do

What I did, what I do, I believe it's true