Crashdiet

I can't stand be in the spotlight
Don't like it I never have
The mirror reflecting the street light
In the gutter that's where I am
Tripping up and down with chemical enlightenment
Heading high getting off some load
To be found in a primal state of brightment
Wander 'round, crashing off the blow
Oh, oh, gotta high speed tikket
Oh, oh, on this carousel
Oh, oh, this is so damn wikked
Oh, oh, live in Heaven and Hell
Is this the chart of my illusion
Or is this just the way to be?
Is this the heart of my confusion
Or is this just the tikket to me?
The vigor of another
Won't give me the energy