You told us your story but is it right?
The things that come from your mouth seem so great even unreal
You miss the past the time when you were at the top
But your excess of pride will lead you to nothing real

Recklessness of your mind
Waiting for new sensations
Ready to die
For the only glimpse of power

Your eyes are shining when you talk about that
Moment of so called fame that made you as you are
You’d like to be an undying icon
For the people around who don’t see your colours anymore