Get off the tracks, always the same things on your Everything that you deserve and how you've been it You it all so bad, no matter what you have Can't be satisfied with anything less than
you've made it, close your eyes and open up your hands While you waiting, someone left footprints in your back Your white, leather couch is with that wallet, of cash And plated egos shine up nicely with some class Don't care how you get it and you might it As soon as get brighter, you cram your head right up your ass
Think you've made it, close your eyes and up your hands While you were waiting, someone left footprints in your Your white, leather couch is with that wallet, of cash And gold egos shine up nicely with some class Don't care how you get it and you regret it As soon as things get brighter, you your head right up your ass
Think you've made it, your eyes and open up your hands While you were waiting, someone left footprints in back Your white, couch is with that wallet, full of cash And gold plated egos up nicely with some class Don't care how you get it and you might it As soon as things get brighter, you cram your head up your ass
Think you've made it, close your eyes and up your hands While you were waiting, someone footprints in your back Your white, couch is with that wallet, full of cash And gold plated shine up nicely with some class care how you get it and you might regret it As soon as things get brighter, you cram your head up your ass
You to be the one that does the telling what to do So people like yourself will wish that were you You want it all so bad, no matter you have Can't be satisfied with anything less than
Think you've made it, close your eyes and up your hands While you were waiting, someone left footprints in your Your white, leather couch is with that wallet, full of And gold plated shine up nicely with some class care how you get it and you might regret it As soon as get brighter, you cram your head right up your ass
Think you've made it, close your eyes and up your hands While you were waiting, left footprints in your back Your white, leather couch is that wallet, full of cash And gold plated egos up nicely with some class Don't care how you get it and you regret it As soon as things get brighter, you cram your right up your ass