Trik Turner - Existence

Some suffer - Some thrive - Some live - Some die
Some love - Some hate - Some find nothing in common
Some sin - Some relate - Some are good - Some are innocent
Some are bad - All I want is to understand
(Hook)
All my life I've searched for answers or will we ever know
Why can't I know the reasons we live
Who is this god that we all worship
Some think, some drink, some sink into a hole they can't let go
Others bleed for their sins, some draw blood for their ends
Some steal, some deal, some peel off their skin and try to start again
The rest fiend, the rest still dream my heart pumps just to feel that cream
Shoot the facts and relax, we melt on wax, on top of the world is where we at
When I trip I slip, my cons got grip, to the left and to the right shit is tight
Cause I'm an addict addicted to music I'm elevated cross faded with a bag of tricks
I'm in the mix since 96'
(Bridge)
It's a habit you know I choose it - Scrape the pieces off the wall of my hate
Clean the slate but it's far too late
I stitch my own skin you can't penetrate
Don't look back it's all fate