Chasing madness over
Something I can only barely conceive
What's happened to me
And if I get there
Will I
Be so satisfied
I won't need a thing
Even to breathe
Oh God
If You can hear me now
Yeah
What's this drama all about
Do you watch the world like we're on TV
Yeah
A little prime time reality
Cory
Amy
Michael
Biggie
Tupac
Whitney
River
Brittany
Chris
Heath
And on and on
And I could read this list till the break of dawn
But It's never gonna stop till we take it on
I'm afraid it'll be me before I finish this song
I'm on the brink of something
That's what everybody says
Tryin' to think of how to make it while I I I I I I I
I'm lying in my bed
Cryin' in my head
Hoping I'll accomplish what I want before I'm dead
I'm staying optimistic
But I gotta get fed
Racing the clock
Like everyone else
Hanging by a thread
Don't ask me why I'm chasing this madness
I'm facing reality one fragment at a time
My past is really where it began
I've I'ma give it to ya straight：
I was touched when I was nine
Chasing madness over
Something I can only barely conceive
What's happened to me
And if I get there
Will I
Be so satisfied
I won't need a thing
Even to breathe
Oh God
If You can hear me now
Yeah
What's this drama all about
Do you watch the world like we're on TV
Yeah
A little prime time reality
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Done
Seven years in
And that's when I started playing
Had to put my feelings somewhere
'Cause I was so angry
Crazy
Changing
Hormones raging
Teenage angst and legit s**t that I was facing
Well maybe I was caving
But there was no escaping
Thankfully
I still knew my life was worth saving
So that's why I sat up in that room at night
With the pen in my hand
And a blue lava light
Propped up nice on the desk that my Mama gave me
Shining ever so softly
Illuminating the pages and
I would just wait for the words to flow out of me like coffee
Pouring poems on paper
A magic concoction
From that day forward
It all became clear
My gift is my defense
But my Heart is why I'm here
Chasing madness over
Something I can only barely conceive
What's happened to me
And if I get there
Will I
Be so satisfied
I won't need a thing
Even to breathe
Oh God
If You can hear me now
Yeah oh yeah
What's this drama all about
Do you watch the world like we're on TV
Yeah
A little prime time reality
Well
I don't know what I've been told
But this s**t sure is getting old
'Cause how many times do I have to hear
Hold your head up high
Dear
