you'd like to take control of me i'm not how...
if somebody's askin' i've gone away yeah somebody's packin' and...
i don't know what makes me hard for you i...
polite to say that i drifted away and i never...
Yeah i, i got to know your name Well and...
here's to tommorow baby i'm feelin' sick complain the whole...
somethin's wrong with my life and i'm crazy somethin's hard...
come on you could say i am nothing few could...
fuck tha police comin' straight from the underground a mother...
thoughts of prison lying in my head over visions dosing...