And I'm thinking, just another breath. Sometimes I hate that chaos surrounds me When all the answers that I seek are around me Am I drowning, am I fading away, Or am I living up to all your dreams that made me this way Everything is so complex Everyday

We were born, we were born to get wild I'm up in this bitch to get wild Turn up the sound And play it loud so that everyone who comes around 'Cause we getting crazy Burning down the town We burn it down so that everyone comes around

Drink one for me, for all the old times We tore up that town, raised hell alright Tell the boys, thanks for having my back Some of the best memories I've ever had So go on and get crazy And drink one for me And times like this You don't know how bad, I

I'm a better man since I love you I'll be a better man cause I love you When this crazy world is all through 'Cause I love you The first time I laid eyes on you In that downtown café How I loved the way your auburn hair Danced across your face And

Put your mind over matter It don't get better, gather 'Round the sound Gather 'round the sound Come on, gather 'round the sound. This is the last trip This is the last trip.

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found Havin' hard times in this crazy town Cold, cold eyes upon me they stare People all around me and they're all in fear They don't seem to want me but they won't admit I must be some kind of creature up here

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

Life goes by on a Talihina sky But everybody says this place is beautiful And you'd be so crazy to say goodbye But everything's the same, this town is pitiful And I'll be gettin' out as soon as I can fly Weeds blow tall on a broken train track Ruth B.