Ever since I knew the hive
I've been accumulating misery.
But I can see there are those who thrive
bloom in the age of Reality™.
Like legion they rise, my doomsday device.
Inside, somewhere inside.
A different light, a different mind.
Inside, somewhere inside.
I'd like to find a different kind of you.
Nothing like you.
And in the urban hell where I live
Jaded like strays in the street
White trash scattering their "cribs"
No more than assholes with feet.
And somewhere along the line it seems
That "pimp" became cool and punk mainstream.
Like legion they rise, my doomsday device.
Inside, somewhere inside.
A different light, a different mind.
Inside, somewhere inside.
I'd like to find a different kind of you.
Inside, somewhere inside.
A different light, a different mind.
Inside, somewhere inside.
I'd like to find a different kind of you.
Inside, somewhere inside.
A different light, a different mind.
Inside, somewhere inside.
I'd like to find a different kind of you.
Nothing like you.
