We're not here to crawl away Or find blame for wasted time Straight or high is not wasted time Feeling true in poor Paranoiaville Excuses are so easy When any jerk could push you down We got reason to learn how Trust any reason to rise now Turn your weakness on itself (?) Not right for you It's all right with me to fight with my friends When faith is near impossible And trust just isn't practical It's all right with me to feed on my friends You know what, he's got nothing to say They just wanna be rich and say, "f** those groups who get the 4 star" (?) Nothing could be better—A rockstar Blood-stained avant-garde popstar Peace doesn't underpush; exploit science, spacejam rockstar Rockstar Rockstar Rockstar Trust any reason to rise now Don't let the simple truth bring you down Money brings freedom, brings a new day Trust any reason; get rich, crawl away Faith is near impossible Trust just isn't practical It's not right for me to feed on my friends