Folow the leader
2006.07.29. 00:04
Every day it gets a little harder, can't seem to get away I remember there's a certain place, a place I wish I'd stay I feel so lost within, pressured, I'm headed for that day Just one thought in my head, really Do I need this fame? Every time, god damn I look at my son, I see something I can't be Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way? It's the only thing I really got for now, and it's called fame Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe So I see this face so innocent and fine So I see this face and I realize it's mine So I see this face so innocent and fine, and so fine So I see this face and I realize it's mine Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe Like some god damn fucking freak!
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