These lips, these teeth, this smile, they’re hiding all of the emotions on trial. I’m the king of the jungle, yeah, full of pride. But none of that helps how I feel inside. Seeing my mother there, sitting in front of bills, and my father too, with those damn pills. They made me the man that stands before you, grinning ear to ear, I’m just a rebel without a clue.
I’m just lost here, inside my mind. I could use some directions out of here, you’d be just in time. These thoughts, they’re killing me. Yeah, the dark side, it’s been stealing me.
Sorry guys. I’ve been drinking… and listening to Kid Cudi.