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