bout the things I should've did Make me believe that you'll stick around for good Make me believe that I'm not misunderstood Make me believe, make me believe, make me believe
real, really? You only feel me if you walk the same road Talk the same code Still dwelling in the hell, and find a time to make a home The few who escaped
it like a Leopard ought to chewy on you It's such a bizarre when you see me come through Vogues and trues, Chuck Taylor shoes Don't ask me for no money
