1st of the Last Men

Naturally is all you have to say Ay i wake up to get my pay Tell it through and true U know i cant go our looking blue Riding fancy clothes and wearing fast cars All I have to do is aim for the stars Lie to me like they lie to you Looks like your dream has come true You kneel then pray to see another day Naturally that would be the last line but the lie i was told cant stop me from writing. It actually makes me write more and i know how it is on the road, coming out of bathrooms stepping on toads. Your life is pure so what is next, answer your phone very important text. Step outside to get some air, hiding from the people you thought you knew but found new friends in an empty room. Tired and breathing with fire from your chest, the door opens and you see that you will always be running from things you ran from in the past. Be a stop sign, posted on all most every street to stop the cars coming your way and when they pass you can resume your day.