Don't guide your soul into addiction
Don't drive your soul into religion
Don't put your self in bad position
And find the music of your body and soul
There's a rhythm in the world of all songs
The essential being at bottom
The way is supposed to be in your front
Brothers to find a way of their own
A part of unique truth will be found
And accepted as your own
Can be in conflict with you sometimes multiple realities are the essence of life
You don't know what it takes to be here
You don't know how much pills I take now
You partied a lot your brain has come down
As you're flying high, memories go by
All the fun is gone you've been through it all
You've seen the distress, into your friends' eyes
Now you've come to a place where joy is a lure, where joy is not pure, where joy is not pure,
Where joy is a mess.
You don't know what it takes to be here
You don't know how much pills I take now