Passion

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with on seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with one seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with one seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me

I really hate my brain, but other people love it
Take it out my head, and put it in a bucket
Give it away, lay back and say fuck it
I'm addicted to a passion
Don't make any money from it

And I'll fall asleep thinking of you
Instead of what I wanna do
Someone take my brain, it really cannot stay
I can't afford that kind of pain
I cannot take another day

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with one seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with one seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me

I hate the way it feels to be different
Cause God damnit, what is the difference?
God damnit, what is the difference?
Between the way the words make the fiction

I aspire to be two times the person you think you see
I wanna be different
I wanna be

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with one seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with one seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with one seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me

My thoughts are way ahead of me
Cash checks in front of my enemies
Two tickets to a show with one seat
I'm fucked up, but that's me