Lost

You start tough, just waiting to go
Up top to the spot where you waved below
And they say the stage is made to stay, and so
It's all fitted, sights with no limit above
And in the beginning never giving a fuck
This time we'll be living it up, or so he thinks
I think "Well if that's an insult
Is that the kid's fault to act on impulse?" No
Of course not, you see we dream
Of what we see on the TV screen
'Cos we believe what we see when we're young
I guess two year old and the threes are enough
You just see all this stuff, and just sit down upon it
Think "I don't know why, but shit now I want it"
I gotta have it, it's like a magnet
That acts as a force that attracts you towards it
He can't afford it, but he knows that
The way he's rapping will make it all happen
In time and when it's time to go
He won't be looking back on what's behind, he knows
So those who hate will slowly fade and all of
Those who gave him hope will stay, yeah
He's in a fight for the top
But the price that he wants is a lie his pride won't find 'cos he's lost

In the world of the stars with the girls and the cars
He's lost, yeah
And he wants that dream, but he's unable to see
He's lost
Now on the road they mapped so there's no way back
He's lost

Lost

Now he's got his sights on the shine of the bright lights
With his eyes blinded by the high life
And for the right price, now he's
Ready to sign on the dots of the enemy's line
He's a pen kid, heaven, it's fine
It's just a contract saying that "you're letting us buy
All the rights to your life 'till you're seventy-five"
'Cos the music you make, well it says that it's mine
But as a kid, nah, he didn't hear that
He just heard "advance" and that means real cash
That he can use to show all the people he made it
And fuck work, now he's gonna be famous
And rap flows out his packed shows
Knowing people had came, screaming his name

Up in his head, he's just trying to prepare for when he's there
Why, because he's still not aware that he's lost

In the world of the stars with the girls and the cars
He's lost, yeah
And he wants that dream, but he's unable to see
He's lost

Now on the road they mapped so there's no way back
He's lost
Lost

Ok, the mic's on, fans watch him wait
Everyone's listening, what to say?
He's got ideas all across the page
But he won't be using none of them, not today
Why? Because I don't care what he tells himself
All I care about is trying to make this album sell
And now it's too late to yell for help
Because he signed that contract
And it's a con, fact
He's gotta do what he's told
And let him use up his soul so the units are sold
Why would they let the music evolve
When it's safer to just fit the usual mould
Plus he's the one who loses the whole lot
Like if it fails, he's locked in a jail
Now where it's hard to think
He needs to write songs, but he can't begin
Now feeling the pressure raise and his effort fade
He's downward in a hole left with less to say
No way it's getting better, when you're telling him
Pez now set to thinking "when will it end?"

If only he could just take the time back
And make it right, life is sacred like that
All he wanted was a hall with the fame instead
Now he's just another pawn in the game who got lost

In the world of the stars with the girls and the cars
He's lost, yeah
And he wants that dream, but he's unable to see
He's lost
Now on the road they mapped so there's no way back
He's lost
Lost