Every day it gets a little harder, can't seem to get away
I remember there's a certain place, a place I wish I'd stay
I feel so lost within - pressured, I'm headed for that day
Just one thought in my head, really. Do I need this fame?
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can't be
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak
Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe
I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way?
It's the only thing I really got for now, and it's called fame
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can't be
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak
something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe
So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine
So I see this face and I realize it's mine
I feel the rattle..
So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine
So I see this face and I realize it's mine
I feel the rattle..
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can't be
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak
something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe
Like some god damn fucking freak!
