WickedWeekend
May 23rd, 2013, 04:01 AM
Welcome to the culture where humility is against the rules
In this sense, my officers protecting me are fools.
They want to lock me and my pops up
But before they do that, they might get shot up.
Not by me or Daddy, but by their own gun
That the other convict just stole, trying to have some fun.
This world is full of chaos and tricks
Our sin is the evidence that this world is just sick.
I'm not insane, okay maybe I am
But this foul music doesn't help my willpower, will.I.am.
If saying our own names like Britney involves cursing
Then put me six feet deep in a casket, hearsing
Because I don't want to live in this messed up world
Where if you know somebody, your friendship might as well come unfurled
It feels like Vegas on this planet, I just can't leave
Until my Father comes back from Heaven, and calls me
In this sense, my officers protecting me are fools.
They want to lock me and my pops up
But before they do that, they might get shot up.
Not by me or Daddy, but by their own gun
That the other convict just stole, trying to have some fun.
This world is full of chaos and tricks
Our sin is the evidence that this world is just sick.
I'm not insane, okay maybe I am
But this foul music doesn't help my willpower, will.I.am.
If saying our own names like Britney involves cursing
Then put me six feet deep in a casket, hearsing
Because I don't want to live in this messed up world
Where if you know somebody, your friendship might as well come unfurled
It feels like Vegas on this planet, I just can't leave
Until my Father comes back from Heaven, and calls me