Truth is I really don't mind, only got my youth for a minute, no lie.
Got to put to use, melody and insight
The medium I choose, pen and my windpipes
Ohh yeah, ive been away for too long
I miss the bed im too fond of, certain ways of the past, part of aging is having to find a road
Sometime ago, ohh nine or so, I listened to a loop but couldnt rhyme the notes
True, mabey superstar might elude to far, but i'd like to know, is it possible?
The snowball has got to roll
I'm giving it time, a vision designed, by living positioned within a little distance to the lights
My closing eyes, been opened wide
It's so damn bright, but I don't mind
This land of lights, can make you blind, but not this time, time...
(Ohh no, no, no-no-no-no)
Truth is I really don't mind, only got my youth for a minute no lie
Looking through a shoebox, polaroid times
Look into my future and I go blind, like...
Cuz, Pickadilly Circus in the master plan
Southern California in a bachelor pad, too much on the plate, I didn't ask for that
Uncertainty the death of me and thats a fact; yeah, yeah
This contest takes some time, "you bitter" will pace your stride
Burning out is nonsense, the bitter weight cold, the liquer take hold
The flicker make smoke, and now we not sober, now we not sober
Till' its all over, keep a composure all the way; all, all the way...
My closing eyes, been opened wide
It's so damn bright, but I don't mind
This land of lights, can make you blind, but not this time, time...
Lights glow, lucid, so with in touch
Mind pearl, looted, so true
Lights glow, lucid, so with in touch
Mind pearl, looted, so true
My closing eyes, been opened wide
It's so damn bright, but I don't mind
This land of lights, can make you blind, but not this time, time...
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
(Ohh no, no, no-no-no-no)
(No-no, no-no)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)