He's on stage with a rose like a tail
I see the fear for his life, if his dreams fail
But he won't no, he won't let that happen
Cause all he has in this whole world is rapping
He's been around the globe had trouble with girls
But maybe it's just himself cause he lost his soul to the world
Revolutions go by 365
He says if it's like this next year why be alive
They say you gotta pay your dues but where's the coupons?
Where's the welfare when you fans just move on?
But he just keeps trudging looking for love in life
I guess he'd rather have fame than ever have a wife

And we all get along cause we hate ourselves
And we all get along cause we made ourselves
And we all get along cause we jaded ourselves
And we all get along cause we slaved ourselves

There he is rolling a bugle in a bar
He's never had a house and he's never had a car
Home is the road, a backstage or a motel
He doesn't care about heaven cause you could smoke in hell
He takes another shot to calm the anxiety
There's a zanex in his stomach and his smiles lying to me
He's getting old and so is his demo
So is his dreams of getting rich with a limo
He's always on the road like Neal Cassidy
My only hope is that his head and the tracks don't meet
But he just keeps rolling through cigarettes and life
I guess he'd rather stay here than walk towards the light

And we all get along cause we hate ourselves
And we all get along cause we made ourselves
And we all get along cause we jaded ourselves
And we all get along cause we slaved ourselves

Here I am alone in my apartment
Sweeping all the doubt and the denial under the carpet
Ignoring all my phone calls and never keeping in touch
It's either work or sleep I'm always in a rush
I see the fault in others but never in myself
My problem is I'm selfish I have more guilt than wealth
But here I go again judging like a gavel
But the truth is I'm scared of myself that's why I travel
I waste all my money on gas, merch and tours
And I'm still underground like the gators in your sewer
But I keep hoping to fail cause I'm afraid of success in life
I guess id rather have drama than everything go right

And we all get along cause we hate ourselves
And we all get along cause we made ourselves
And we all get along cause we jaded ourselves
And we all get along cause we slaved ourselves