Fame got me wanting all the bad things

Wanting all the bad things wanting all the bad things

Shame that it's all that I can think about it

Gotta shake it off somehow

Shame it brought the sad things

The fundemunetal reasons

Pulled me to the ground

Then my head goes way up into the clouds

Not to be confused

By the sinner that I was

In love with the drugs and the money

But in my head I keep falling

In my head I keep falling

In my, in my, in my, in my

In my head I keep falling

In my head I keep falling

In my, in my, in my

Head

Head

Head

Love's got me wanting all the good things

Wanting all the good things

Wanting all the good things

Good things

Love got me wanting all the simple things

Wanting all the simple things Feel it on my fingertips

The opportunity came from underground

All I had to do was listen to the sound

It got me bold over

It got me on the ground, ground

But in my head I keep falling

In my head I keep falling

In my, in my, in my, in my

In my head

I keep falling in my head

I keep falling

It keeps calling, it keeps calling me

It keeps calling, calling, calling, calling me

Fame got me wanting all the bad things

Wanting all the bad things

Got me on the bad things