Brand new Beretta, can't wait to let it go.
Trying to convince myself I've found one. Making the mistake I never learned from.
Landmarks to the muses that inspired the music. When I could tell it was sincere without trying to prove it
I don't measure my success anymore by the Grammys. I can't because I'll just end up crushed.
Haters will broadcast your failure, but whisper your success.
What's a star when his most important fan is missing?