and it’s in this pandemonium that folks will be the grandest to judge, and NOT KNOWing what it truly was, so if his sky’s are blue Yet, he’s locked in his room, marauding THROUGH a lot of problems he’s been unresponsive to “Hey, man, I know it’s late, but I really need to talk… about these thoughts…” Round of applause. ..and these thoughts… LIGHTS! Hmm? HIS and HERS and ITs and THEIRs mental health WILL conspire of the love and drugs as it enters us Uh! Am I love or lust? Still it’s never enough (No, it’s never enough) I got a headache from thee rush Now, my conscious is guessing many things, I’m speechless Am I good or am I free? I’m my own teacher, uh’! and through the years STILL I’m undefeated (whoa!) but that can take a TOLL on HIS HEALTH, battling it himSELF and that’s the pain that was felt (L) and there EVO with retort from the PEOPLE Severs a connect...