Where Does Your Soul Live?

I always wake before I die within my dreams Left me lying while I wonder what it means Am I really free? or am I trapped in this machine Kill myself to make it like this passion's a disease Fuck a casket sprinkle ashes in the breeze Daggers in my back that go deeper than submarines Creatures of habit we all acting for the screens Crazy I remember back when we were human beings I ain't really different I'm just somewhere in between Ego don't believe it even though I know I bleed Struggles all for nothing if it don't equate the means Hustles just a function that was built into my genes Nowadays its oversaturated Money, drugs, and sex we all infatuated I ain't no exception just as captivated Put it on my business card and hope that they stay fascinated I know it's magic baby, just said poof and then my money done evaporated I know it's magic baby, just said poof and then my money done evaporated