Every time I try to go ahead.....
He crouches all the way up to my head......
Haven't I told you before......
Look before you leap ..therefore..
Stop with the rush...no more..
Am a hustler......I like to try......
To wish... before shooting stars go by ...
Been manipulated.....been deserted......
Misunderstand......misunderstood......
Been hurt......been a desert......
What do I have to lose.......
If sometimes I like to get loose.....
Haven't I warned you before......
Keep it on the safe side.....
And cast your feelings aside.....
You can't bare more of this sore....
One day you'll thank me for sure.....
With no reason I march.....
An undecided intention I snatch.....
In a dark road I dispatch.....
These roads of odd are passing me by......
As I kiss sanity goodbye,