Gives in to something she can't understand
Letting the situation get so out of hand
Fooling herself like she always does
The show of life is like a rush
Falling from heaven another star
Motorcycle mama buying a new car
The change has come so unexpected
Thoughts fly by too often neglected
So far from nature she moves to the westside
Where they still believe in the things they are doing
And how can she listen when she don't need to listen
To what the others are saying no time left for praying
She gives him hope though she has none
She forgets her own life and what she's done
Whenever she is going to get out of this hell
You first must burn to get well
Fly like an eagle through the sky
Spread your wings and fly real high
Touch the stars with your hand
Show them now that you can
(You first must burn to get well)
So far from nature you'll change your direction
So that you still can believe in the things you are doing
And why should you listen when there's no need to listen
To what the others are preaching the wrong kind of teaching