Yeah tell me why you gotta know

All alone

Running around town like you got it all

But its piling up

Riding up

Hit them with a one, two

Had enough

And they totally wrong cause I got it tough

Lot of Capricorn, Saturn likes it rough

And when they told me that I'm on that I'm out of luck

You can't fool me anymore man, it ain't no luck

(Ah)

You can't even reach me

You coming with words, I'm over your head

Your efforts are fleeting

I'm in my own world like everyone's dead

There is no competing

If life is a whirl then fuck what they said

Its sweeter than peach rings

(Rot your brain with the TV)

They making the bots

Giving them clout

Rotting the heads, rotting the mouths

Making them scream, making them shout

They talking a lot

Not hearing them out

You feeling dead then figure it out

I got my head up in the clouds