I reflect on how my life is going
I feed all desires
I conjure up my fantasies
But that just wouldn't take me any higher

Why waste time frittering emotions away
Screaming with small provocations
I will attack if I need to make it that way
I am the one who picks and makes my enemies

I greet to those who's got the utmost respect
To those who's got the nerve
Don't wait too long to act
Every stumble is at every curve

I don't think about everything I've done
And I don't forget who I once loved
I despise the ashen days off run
I take the opportunity to dream while there is still time

I rip leather with my teeth
I kiss a flower without hurtin'
I make up my own truths with no fear
I keep that fire burnin'

I greet to those who's got the utmost respect
To those who's got the nerve
Don't wait too long to act
Every stumble is at every curve