people think I look down on 'em,
well I do if you blinded and narrow minded,
you assume you know the truth, but I’m still tryin to find it
so press pause, rewind it

money’s not the motive just the means to an end,
broken hearts can learn a lot so don’t be too quick to mend em,
I think that beauty is blended,
contrast the dark and the light, the struggle within the plight

sanity puts up a fight, the man in me knows it ain’t right
toe to toe with the villains, men ain’t supposed to have feelings,
rotoscoping my dreams, I let 'em float to the ceiling
I only hoped it would seem this way, it’s so-so appealing