Every day it gets a little harder, can`t seem to get away. I remember there`s a certain place, a place I wish I`d stay. I feel so lost within - pressured, I`m headed for that day. Just one thought in my head, really. Do I need this fame? Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can`t be. Beautiful and care free, that`s how I used to be. Like some god damn fucking freak, I`m so pressured, I`m so worried, Something takes a hold of me, something I can`t believe. I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way? It`s the only thing I really got for now, and it`s called fame. Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can`t be. Beautiful and care free, that`s how I used to be. Like some god damn fucking freak, I`m so pressured, I`m so worried, something takes a hold of me, something I can`t believe. So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine. So I see this face and I realize it`s mine. I feel the rattle... So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine. So I see this face and I realize it`s mine. I feel the rattle... Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can`t be. Beautiful and care free, that`s how I used to be. Like some god damn fucking freak, I`m so pressured, I`m so worried, something takes a hold of me, something I can`t believe. Like some god damn fucking freak!
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