self admiration, ego and loving one self
the head grows into ones perfect vision
stare at yourself within the confines of a mirror
the reflection you see is so god like
theres no fault in what you feel tonight
you can feel your heart racing as you hold on to the mic
the people in the palm of your hand hang on to the stage
theres no fault in what you feel tonight
except you're not in your own mind singing
a wild animal has crept upon the shore of your mind
split open by this vile yet thrilling beast
a spirit guiding you to over confident greatness
you can feel your heart racing as you hold on to the mic
the people in the palm of your hand hang on to the stage
a spirit guiding you to over confident greatness
unlimited energy in your jet black drunk eyes
powder your nose and wear a cape as it all flows
style and fashion is your life, weapons are your gun
your voice is smooth to all thise ears and the ears
this time you could be long gone for years and years
well all we know is the story is going to last because
the people are in the palm of your hand hanging on to the stage
