I'm In The World Where Things Are

I Can't Hear The Critics Talking Over The Applause.

Don't Play Hard To Get, Play Hard To Forget.

I Do It For The Love. Bunk Bed Flow, Always One Level Above.

The Inside Of My Wallet Is Pasture(past Your) Green.

They Take The Greats From The Past And Compare Us. I Wonder If They'd Ever Survive In This Era. In A Time Where It's Recreation, To Pull All Your Skeletons Out The Closet Like Halloween Decorations.