Wanting, Getting, Wanting

Wanting, Getting, Wanting

What is a man to a king
And a king to a God?
What is a God to a devil putting up a facade?
I need an outlet now
I need to write this down
(Write it down, write it all down)

Hi!
It’s been a minute since we had a chat
But time is finite, innit? 'Finna make it fast
Yeah, success is a bitch, why complain that your luck ain’t the best?
When you’re rich and you’re famous and fuckin’ depressed?
Stuck in a mess of pretend pretense, uppers in the trash
Got a couple Ins-'n-outs that don’t involve crashes
So: Past me
You asked me: So, how have you been?
Did you want fiction? Addiction? A public mental snappin’?
(Wow)
How did this happen?
You ready to rattle some bones?
Thinking I'd dip to follow a script
And never look back at the demons at home?
Painting shame inside the brain like
Bitch, too bad you ain’t a keeper
Changing difficulty mid-way through the game to be a sleeper-hit

Just pretend it’s nothing
An endless
Wanting, getting, wanting
I never stop
One thing, always one thing
I’ll always keep
Wanting, wanting more

What is a man to a king
And a king to a God?
What is a God to a devil putting up a facade?
I need an outlet now
I need to write this down
(Write it down, write it all down)

Dear diary
I’m still a fuckin’ basket case
I say I’ll keep on truckin’, but the fact is cars don’t run in space
I’m feeling angsty, and thankless, and like I fell from grace
In zero gravity, having me thinking like I got no place
I’m fading, the crowd is waiting
But my internal rating is, well, kinda shady
It's lately, I’m just an alien
Sailing on my self-made-ien BS that I shell out
Tell my fans they’ll do well
Shout from the mountain I dwell
But does this ring any bells?
That I don’t mention the hell?
And changed the topic from the hot tip that they probably won’t sell?
I paint a pretty little image, it looks swell from a distance
Blacking out the spell that gave this nobody an existence
Called luck

Just pretend it’s nothing
An endless
Wanting, getting, wanting
I never stop
One thing, always one thing
I’ll always keep
Wanting, wanting more

What is a man to a king
And a king to a God?
What is a God to a devil putting up a facade?
I need an outlet now
I need to write this down
(Write it down, write it all down)

Just pretend it’s nothing
An endless
Wanting, getting, wanting
I never stop
One thing, always one thing
I’ll always keep
Wanting, wanting more

What does a demon believe in?
A king or a God?
I tell ‘em Dice won’t be leaving, so what are the odds
I get my outlet now?
I gotta write this down
(Write it down, write it all down)