Consign myself away I've built myself with molten steel My skeletal hands are wired and worn I'm becoming a compound so I push and pull Electric currents replace blood cells Eccentric circuits my soul connects Spheric and strong I no longer break down I

There's a soldier, soldier in my mind I must go and chase this dream of mine And I know I can do you proud We all know that the sun will shine When I'm high above those clouds What could I say And what could I say I was born to be this way And I can't

To pass the time in my room alone I never thought I'd die alone Sixteen just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over, we'd survived I couldn't wait till I

(the kids will tear it down) 'Til something dies Crooked minds under gray skies They can't live 'til something dies Crooked minds ain't satisfied 'Til the ground touches the sky Touches the sky Crooked minds have gone astray Have they never learned from

You cannot run, you cannot hide or fly away Escape from yesterday, try to hide when you see me Cannot run from the fury When I repent that I'm the cover of the magazine And even thought I know it's all what I wanted I wish to be beheaded by a guillotine

I will never run away Places inside My heart screams inside with pride Once I cried Now I wipe away the tears Once I died

Say goodbye, say goodbye to Hollywood Goodbye Hollywood Please don't cry for me When I'm gone for good I thought I had it all figured out I did I thought I was tough enough to stick it out with Kim But I wasn't tough enough to juggle two things at once I

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here doin' what I gotta do For me and you and we eatin' So bitch why the fuck is you trippin'. I'm takin' these chances my head to the sky, my feet on the ground My fingers to the judge if the money don't move Then

Seems like all the good shits gone Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream These days you're even hard to believe I know how busy you must be, but Hey God... Hey God-Tell me what the hell is going on, Do you ever think about me It keeps on

Disrespect me And I'm real disrespectful Seen you from a far way You was talking side ways If you wanna start shit Just know that we gon' pop quick Get the fuck outta my face Copped me a whip (skirt)