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 cant control

That nothing grows



Kill me for what 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 belive it's true