If you ask the New York Times, they'll say that I'm dead And if Rolling Stone, they'll say I'm uninviting I don't really give a fuck, it's no surprise I never had friends here either Still I'm on a run with the light in my eyes And if you did it wouldn't happen either Sometimes bad things happen to good people And sometimes angels touch pure evil That don't mean they stop They can fight for what's right and I will 'Cause I don't have the time to kill And I, I don't have the will If you see the light in my eyes, know I'm shining I walk my road alone till here, so I'll keep riding I don't need your love, I've been this far down Back into the New York City I've been sober for eleven years right now If that don't mean a thing, well, I tried 'Cause sometimes bad things happen to good people And sometimes angels touch pure evil And I won't stop, I won't fight I'll just stray towards the light 'Cause I know sometimes bad things happen to good people And that's mine Jesus, walk with me I don't have anything I can offer up to you But Jesus can comfort me I don't really wanna drink, some powder will do Heaven is on Earth I have peace and that's more than you I can live in the light like a maniac In the stars attack, in the zodiac So ride for the first time and die for the last time I'm with the angels and Keeping me harder, I try and I start But I'm scared I won't catch up and it don't matter Sometimes bad things happen to good people And sometimes angels touch pure evil And I will fight for the right To keep on making art out of my life Fight for the right to be different In a world full of fake bitches