Some People

Some people kill for less

Some people find it hard to get dressed

Some people, well...

Ask how old I am

Some people live in a life

Some people need more than a slice

But when it fades...

When the glitter's gone

You know it, you owe it to yourself

You won't let it make you mad

It's already crazy

Oh we're lonely one Mercedes down

The brighter lights and their smiles, their empty hands

Some people don't get much

Some people feel they're in touch

With spirit worlds...

Talking to you now

Some people just can't say

Some people just wanna play

They get a kick...

When it's all messed up

You know it, you owe it to yourself

You won't let it make you mad

It's already crazy

You know it, you owe it to yourself

You won't let it make you mad

It's already crazy

What you thought you lost was just mislaid

All the poems written in your skin

You know it, you owe it to yourself

You won't let it make you mad

It's already crazy

You know it, you owe it to yourself

You won't let it make you mad

It's already crazy

And what you thought you lost was just mislaid

And all the poems written in your skin