Love Me (Hate Me)

What’s Love Got To Do With It?
I’m in Only if it’s Lucrative
Music, I think I’m through with it
Why Am I even Doing this?
Is this really what I dreamt of feeling or am I in denial of everything I’m hearing like
Thinking about the guys who made only trouble, they ignore what they are doing

We used to be more intuitive. People on a mission, overdoing it
So when I talked like this, you would listen but might miss words in the rhythm, light leaves blur in the vision

And I see the Signs, but their minor, the Major ones are inside us
In time, it all coincides but we can’t afford to get blinded by the…

Oh You want to be famous. Dragging the baggage you came with
In the back of a whip brain dipped in a vat of prescription pain pills
I guess the feeling is painless, when you’re dealing with the money ain’t it funny how everyone changes now you singing buddy do you love me? Let me say this

I Don’t Want it
I Don’t Need it
I can’t see it, Unless I believe it
Say it with me now