I have no dreams of my own,
for, everyone dreams for me
my creativity...
its useless
for I have no artistic abilities
I read and I write
I sing and dance
but thats just about it
mangement has me under pressure
to where I can't escape
I'm sick and I'm tired
I just want to got to sleep
my mom and dad
have my future planned out
but me...
I just sit in the dark
I preform on stages
I preform at games
I hear things second hand
I've locked everyone out-
some people even think
I'm out in the cold
my body is feeled with heat
but my desires chased away
I'm filled with guilt
I'm filled with longing
I have no privacy
the publicity has gone crazy
I think I'm going insane
I'm truely sorry....
that I have nothing nice to say
my reputation
has gone sky high
I have my own mind
and there's nothing that you can do
there is nothing that you can do to restrict me!
Yet managment has its holds on me
and I can't break loose
being famous you have to act nice
contracts, with no loose ends,
being forever bound
thats the life for me
even though I'll never be free
forever bound....thats me
