Glory

Here's a question
Am I content with life?
Or just content in life?
Can you be so bad that you feel alright?
Do you feel alright?
You don't have to have two real eyes
To realize the real lies
Ask yourself, "Is this real life?"
And live your life, it's your last night

Fake people make things evil
It's a quick equation
Like what E equals
Atomic bombs in space
You're not here to stay
Find out the real truth
And get out of my way

Because my insides are caving in
We feel like cavemen
In the caves, man
But this ain't no allegory
I just tell my story
You're here for the money
I'm here for the glory

Tell me something
Am I here to stay?
Or will I go away?
Fade out of this world to go down the drain
Push me to the grave
I will do this everyday
I'm here to say what I have to say
I won't stop now I am not afraid
Because I'm doing this my way

Fake people make things evil
It's a quick equation
Like what E equals
Atomic bombs in space
You're not here to stay
Find out the real truth
And get out of my way

Because my insides are caving in
We feel like cavemen
In the caves, man
But this ain't no allegory
I just tell my story
You're here for the money
I'm here for the glory



Credits
Writer(s): Shrunk Coma
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