What if I never woke up? Are we really ever alive? The world is so made up. The realest people tell a lie. I might have contemplated a couple times about suicide. That's a thing I couldn't make up and I wish no one's mind. I get a funny feeling when other people drive. I hate the pitch black, when I can't find the lights. I don't like wearin pants that are too tight. I hate the sun cause I get red cause I'm to white. I get headaches when I drink a lot bud light. Cigarettes when I drink cause it feels right. The older I get, the harder it is to fight that time flies and this thing so-called life. I'll be dammed if I'm gonna let it pass me by. I see me when I look into my father's eyes. I see me when I look into my mother's smile. You see me when you look into my sister's style. I see pictures of when I was a little child. Everything was live and it was worthwhile. Finding out the worth in now. Wow. I got these crazy big visions. I got these silly superstitions. I think it's best if I omit them. Maybe it's best if I admit them. I couldn't even give a shout out to the people who are gone now, but I'm gonna have to show a lot of love. Are there angels in the sky now? Cause I really think it's wild, if there really is a place up above. A place of rest, all the burden off your chest. No thing as stress, Only green and some friends. All the whiskey and gin, beer and wine to be poured. Everything you desire and more. I found a woman here that I do adore. Not some little golddigger, stuck up, little whore. Her and I have been here through our little wars, argued about a tour, but my heart is truly yours. It's funny how I got started, I just simply worked harder, was smarter, and recorded in my apartment. Recording between a mattress and a wall...people came to laugh and expected us to fall. But, I got these crazy big visions. I got these silly superstitions. I think it's best if I omit them. Maybe it's best if I admit them. Am I getting closer as I'm getting older?