[Sean Cron]

Living the high LIFE partying every NIGHT, doing what I LIKE, whatever feels RIGHT
Living in the MOMENT, knowing where I’m GOING, no sign of it SLOWING, things are finally FLOWING, A world of CONECTIONS, life with the BEST BITCH, feeling PREDESTINED, ever since this SUCCESS HIT
but It gets gone in an INSTANT, first your BITCH WENT, the OTHER WAY, feeling SICK SINCE the OTHER DAY, she swore to STAY, now she feeling lifes FIXED IF she gets PAID, before it’s to LATE, their goes at LEAST HALF, depression from DECEIPT CRASHED party life to UNHEALTHY, A DEEP SPLASH the HIGH LIFE gets LEFT EMPTIED like a MILLER BOTTLE on the STREET, the dope HIGH MIGHT, just TEMPT ME to seek a REALER MODEL of RELEASE. I’m still DRAWN to FOLLOW the DECEIPT, it CREEPS EVERYWHERE. showing through you and me and the EMPTY STARES. Lost job, wife, and HAIR, now nothing can COMPARE. Used to be a role model, I’m in need feeling hollow, steep pouring bottle, down the HATCHET, drown out THAT SHIT, just gotta get PLASTERED.
I'm feeling Empty like a PAPER CUP, empty as I’m WAKING UP, I know they keep HATING US, As were STAYING on the BUS, just in it for the ride, and In a minute I’ll be high, and sitting wishing why..I burned all my BRIDGES DOWN, turned the gold BUSINESS ROUND, new lifes jus just a WISHLIST NOW. Sent me to SAINT NICK, throw down some PAINT QUICK, see is the PAIN STICKS, when you AIN'T SHIT, you need to FACE IT.
Kicked out, never ABANDONED, but it came across so SUBTLE, I Used to be a MANSION, then I crumbled into RUBBLE, now I’m hardly STANDING, it’s been trouble after TROUBLE,
Yeah, theirs Weight in these FOOTSTEPS, I sink into the STREETS, full of hate, yeah I LOOK STRESSED, I’ve had nothing to EAT
When the world crumbles down, only time I truly REST, Gotta get fucked up today to make it to the NEXT, Getting Food and beer money, the same daily TEST, People rude and fear me but I’m weaker than the REST.

[Sean Cron]

Living the high LIFE partying every NIGHT, doing what I LIKE, whatever feels RIGHT
Living in the MOMENT, knowing where I’m GOING, no sign of it SLOWING, things are finally FLOWING, A world of CONECTIONS, life with the BEST BITCH, feeling PREDESTINED, ever since this SUCCESS HIT
but It gets gone in an INSTANT, first your BITCH WENT, the OTHER WAY, feeling SICK SINCE the OTHER DAY, she swore to STAY, now she feeling lifes FIXED IF she gets PAID, before it’s to LATE, their goes at LEAST HALF, depression from DECEIPT CRASHED party life to UNHEALTHY, A DEEP SPLASH the HIGH LIFE gets LEFT EMPTIED like a MILLER BOTTLE on the STREET, the dope HIGH MIGHT, just TEMPT ME to seek a REALER MODEL of RELEASE. I’m still DRAWN to FOLLOW the DECEIPT, it CREEPS EVERYWHERE. showing through you and me and the EMPTY STARES. Lost job, wife, and HAIR, now nothing can COMPARE. Used to be a role model, I’m in need feeling hollow, steep pouring bottle, down the HATCHET, drown out THAT SHIT, just gotta get PLASTERED.
I'm feeling Empty like a PAPER CUP, empty as I’m WAKING UP, I know they keep HATING US, As were STAYING on the BUS, just in it for the ride, and In a minute I’ll be high, and sitting wishing why..I burned all my BRIDGES DOWN, turned the gold BUSINESS ROUND, new lifes jus just a WISHLIST NOW. Sent me to SAINT NICK, throw down some PAINT QUICK, see is the PAIN STICKS, when you AIN'T SHIT, you need to FACE IT.
Kicked out, never ABANDONED, but it came across so SUBTLE, I Used to be a MANSION, then I crumbled into RUBBLE, now I’m hardly STANDING, it’s been trouble after TROUBLE,
Yeah, theirs Weight in these FOOTSTEPS, I sink into the STREETS, full of hate, yeah I LOOK STRESSED, I’ve had nothing to EAT
When the world crumbles down, only time I truly REST, Gotta get fucked up today to make it to the NEXT, Getting Food and beer money, the same daily TEST, People rude and fear me but I’m weaker than the REST.