you ve got the father who can get everything and being in possession and being envied makes you feel like you re feeling something how am i just a merchant you can steal from without regret know that you are not forgotten know that this merchant prosecutes know that empty tables and full hearts are fine for beggars and prostitutes who is the outsider sunglasses cause the world got brighter the day we stepped out of school i wanna be you i want to grow up faster nineteen my unfeeling mistress the pimp circumstance a cruel bastard i wanna be a man and you can be a woman can you dig from where i m comin i really hope you can oblivious to the drift apart never feel so slowly broken hearts better off without the gang anyway some of us die and some just move away