Want It All by Peter James Lyrics
Verse 1:
My room’s a tomb
Can’t move
Buried in stress, self produced
Success visualized, without sleeping
Synthetic energy, medicine stops the bleeding
Stops the dreaming
Cleaning wounds
Sunrise, sunsets. Stars and moonS
Time counting backwards, when credit card’s decline
Money motivating, with that failure on mind
Sometimes I… ask why... should I try?....
Why should I…. give my life to see my demise…..
Tell me why…Tell me why...
Tell me why when I try, I’m in the wrong state of mind
I’m fallin’ behind, rewind and press play
Takin’ every shot, reload, let it spray
Take another shot, medicine for the day
With my grim prognosis, all I can is
Hook:
I just want success, I just want the power, I just want the money, I just want it all every waking hour. x4
Verse 2:
Taste the blood in my mouth
All-out
Reality breaks down with doubt
Broken clocks, watches stop
Windows sealed shut, metal doors are locked
Ink appears to be the key, still we can’t agree
No solution when soul recedes
Money ain’t free, neither are dreams
Double overtime, to increase the CREAM
Reach the dream, preach the dream. Drink
Preach the dream, teach the dream. Drink
Think. Feel like it’s harder to speak
Perception fading, my mind is...
Weak. Feel the same this week
It's plain to see, I ain't all that I aim to be
Lies getting bigger, rooms getting smaller
I hope before it kills me, it makes me stronger. Cause
My room’s a tomb
Can’t move
Buried in stress, self produced
Success visualized, without sleeping
Synthetic energy, medicine stops the bleeding
Stops the dreaming
Cleaning wounds
Sunrise, sunsets. Stars and moonS
Time counting backwards, when credit card’s decline
Money motivating, with that failure on mind
Sometimes I… ask why... should I try?....
Why should I…. give my life to see my demise…..
Tell me why…Tell me why...
Tell me why when I try, I’m in the wrong state of mind
I’m fallin’ behind, rewind and press play
Takin’ every shot, reload, let it spray
Take another shot, medicine for the day
With my grim prognosis, all I can is
Hook:
I just want success, I just want the power, I just want the money, I just want it all every waking hour. x4
Verse 2:
Taste the blood in my mouth
All-out
Reality breaks down with doubt
Broken clocks, watches stop
Windows sealed shut, metal doors are locked
Ink appears to be the key, still we can’t agree
No solution when soul recedes
Money ain’t free, neither are dreams
Double overtime, to increase the CREAM
Reach the dream, preach the dream. Drink
Preach the dream, teach the dream. Drink
Think. Feel like it’s harder to speak
Perception fading, my mind is...
Weak. Feel the same this week
It's plain to see, I ain't all that I aim to be
Lies getting bigger, rooms getting smaller
I hope before it kills me, it makes me stronger. Cause