I don't read, yeah, I just guess As the world turns Don't bother me with your messs
I'm trying to do my best Get my head up out the stress When the money turns the world Your lovin' turns to less
I learn by mistakes Most of it is yours and I'm done living life as a criminal I thought I'd die young just to please the old Now I teach the young, I'm victorial
I'd rather go on, Go up and down Turn myself all around Then to stay down
I'd rather go on, Go up and down Turn myself all around Then to stay down
Picture this, a dull grey street in the train Neon signs gonna shine though Shorty you gonna shine though Come up on ya treasure trove Like the sun explode Check up in the paper In the mirror for ya horoscope
Walking on a tightrope Go for something, I don't even know Where to get it from Sending out a signal Smoke from a gun blow As I knock off knock off Things that I don't want.