The Toll

The toll and payment The price The prize The happy cynics The fall The rise The Slavin painting Red hair, blue eyes Girl in my bed Blue hair, red eyes Skeptic believer Truth and lies Meaning of life's saddest surprise Pain and pleasure Could not measure This life of mine At a loss for words and time In a time where we can't be trusted All this bullshit, man No more substance We say something even when we know nothing Just to get a break from our pain and suffering Can you blame us Would you shame us Could you relate even though you ain't us Who will lead us We want freedom People love drugs Others need them The toll and payment The price The prize The happy cynics The fall The rise The Slavin painting Red hair, blue eyes Girl in my bed Blue hair, red eyes Maniacal messiah trust the fight Lighter to a phoenix, dust to life Angels and devils f*ck tonight We awake and dance in our afterlife The pretty side piece and the noble wife The ultra high beams and the lowly bike Hold us tight No one told us right So we took to the streets on those lonely nights F*ck with me Yeah f*ck with me We proclaimed in the streets Doing fuckery All those late nights, they stuck with me Replays in my head and it fucks with me