Will you get your story told
Stealing light from falling stars
The devil that you know knows where you are
Sell your soul, you'll go far
You've only got to stop to make it easy
We were born without the brakes
What we like we say we like
Like when you should hate and make your name
If I seem down then look again

You've got to stop to make it better
And you don't feel it so you do it again
I don't need your labels
You can use what's in my name