Could have been a someone
Could have been a babe
Could have been anybody
Life is all the same
Could have been famous
I don't want the fame, the fame


You move your body so close
You move your body so slow
My mind be racing too fast
This all be racing too fast yea


He slides his hands round my waist
You feel me tremble within
I think about you your clothes off
I feel your warmth in your closeness


Your touch is burnin my skin
Your touch a silence in din
I melt like rain on the snow
I feel so hot and so cold


I feel so big and so small
I feel so tiny so tall
My body your body folds
Your body my body folds


Could have been a someone
Could have been a babe
Could have been anybody
Life is all the same
Could have been famous
I don't want the fame, the fame


I don't want the fame, the fame
I'm not a fraud on the beat
I have love sex I don't beat
Midas touch never get beat
My Midas touch never get beat


I see both sides like Chanel
Frank can cosign for my health
Later I smoke and I think
Whisky and wine just to think


My skin been too rizla thin
Spending my life drinking tins
Acting like its just a whim
Outta control this a ting


I only live for the mad ones
(I only live for the sad ones
I find a smile in the sadness)
I seek a beauty in badness


I'll only die when I'm dead
I'll only stop when I'm dead
I'll only die when I'm dead
I'll only stop when I'm dead


I'll end my life on my feet
Better than dead on my knees
Smoke another and dream
Let's smoke another and dream


Could have been a someone
Could have been a babe
Could have been anybody
Life is all the same
Could have been famous
I don't want the fame, the fame


Could have been a someone
Could have been a babe
Could have been anybody
Life is all the same
Could have been famous
I don't want the fame, the fame