Payed with harmony, don't fit in the salary
Expression is art, complicated galleries
The way we live is based on soul and emotion
Endings come early, maybe that's just the notion

What you make of it, Homosapien reality
Endings come soon, Homosapien fatality
All just commodities cuz we don't really need nothing
One breath at a time, and the good ones just keep huffing

Keep puffin, Mary Jane
Drugs help us stay insane
Avoiding sobriety
The evil ones face the wrath of God and his diety
Saturday nights are cold and dark still
Dangerous thrills give us all a little spark still

Try to make the most but what's the most when you can't
You forget about your family, all your uncles and your aunts

We all feel things we don't really wanna feel
That's just how we know what's fake and what's real
Cuz in the end emotions are the deciding factor
What's fake and what's real, and who are the actors
Who are the real ones, razor blades and steel guns
Never really thought to run cuz nighttime will turn to sun
Rise and shine for the early morning grind
Shoot some thoughts if you wanna kill your mind
Look deep in yourself and see what you find
See we all humans and we all the same kind
The thoughts you have determine your life
You don't gotta be sick and ill with the strife

We all think we're best, better than the rest
But in the end, times the hardest test

We all gotta go, one way or another
So be sure to always thank your father and your mother
For giving you life, however you want to use it
But life always ends the same
Human music