You can't be saved, oblivion is all you crave.
No pills gonna cure my ill.
The fight to make ends meet, keeps a man upon his feet.
There is no profit in deceit. An honest man knows revenge is not sweet.
My access to music when I was growing up was through pirate radio, you know, transistor radio under the pillow, listening to one more and then 'just one more' until your favourite track comes on.
A pretty face, don't make a pretty heart.