Overplayed and understated Maximized and underrated Overdrawn and overstated What about the truth -what about it?
Minimized, overemphasized Exaggerated just to dramatize There's a whole lot more than fame here And a whole lot more to money
Ok, I've made my point now speak up Let's hear what you have to say Just give it to me hard - give it to me straight Tell me I'm wrong about everything
Overblown and sinking fast Underfoot and overcast Make a future with the past What am I to do -what about it?
Overgrown, contemplated Overloaded, captivated In a deadly serious game With a healthy dose of overkill
Whoever said the best things are free Wasn't around -That never made sense to me -'Cause after living… In a way, I'd have to say nothing ever came cheap So that just can't be…
I am not the only one that lost it Some things just have to be said Now I'd like to make it up to you Pick up the pieces…if you'll let me
Ok, I've made my point now speak up Let's hear what you have to say Just give it to me hard - give it to me straight Tell me I'm wrong about everything…
No time for introductions -no time at all Listen…
Undermanned and overcharged Understood and over farmed Under where? Undertaker. -Bet he knows the truth, he'll tell you "Underground, underhanded Only so much time is granted" I never said that I had the answers I never said I knew the truth
But I know if you're gonna die You might as well - you might as well Really try and live Well, maybe that's all there is to it.
Whoever said the best things are free Wasn't around -That never made sense to me -'Cause after living… In a way, I'd have to say nothing ever came cheap So that just can't be…
I am not the only one that lost it Some things just have to be said Now I'd like to make it up to you Pick up the pieces…if you'll let me
Ok, I've made my point now speak up Let's hear what you have to say Just give it to me hard - give it to me straight Tell me I'm wrong…
I am not the only one that lost it Some things just have to be said Now I'd like to make it up to you Pick up the pieces…if you'll let me try.
How can we replace what we had at home? Fame will not love you the way I do… When it's gone.
Compositor: Trent Rigel Gardner ECAD: Obra #11498123