Some People

Some people kill for less Some people find it hard to get dressed Some people, well... Ask how old I am Some people live in a life Some people need more than a slice But when it fades... When the glitter's gone You know it, you owe it to yourself You won't let it make you mad It's already crazy Oh we're lonely one Mercedes down The brighter lights and their smiles, their empty hands Some people don't get much Some people feel they're in touch With spirit worlds... Talking to you now Some people just can't say Some people just wanna play They get a kick... When it's all messed up You know it, you owe it to yourself You won't let it make you mad It's already crazy You know it, you owe it to yourself You won't let it make you mad It's already crazy What you thought you lost was just mislaid All the poems written in your skin You know it, you owe it to yourself You won't let it make you mad It's already crazy You know it, you owe it to yourself You won't let it make you mad It's already crazy And what you thought you lost was just mislaid And all the poems written in your skin