This is a song about "Crying out"

Crying myself to sleep every night,

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

And getting money is the song i sing

You’ve lost me, so don’t come crying

I'm only responsible to silence their crying plea

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

It your oan way but u just sitting in that corner crying,crying and

Then you showed the smoked and pretended you was crying

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

But i am doing both with out any crying

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Kids crying in the background

So i turn to look and find out

Don't come crying when u lose and remember

You is not hip then i can not coach her