if I had the money for the lobster taco's the beers the family and friends for a hangout it feels wrong to be fucked up left out that shit may hurt but it opens my mind eyes it breaks my heart to win in a war of sin and i still the love the people that broken my wing that's more valuable than money's or anything else in the world if I'm here living alone slow motion another day another dollar to be there for me and i holler at me i keep a dream a fantasy i stay hungry and full and hydrated I'm high and faded in the hills of times of course to endorse the pain through the hills