This shit feel like Xtacy, into me
Im only 23 but theres like, like, ten of me
Fendi tee, theres no remedy
I got a lot of enemies
Lose my energy, you can see yourself in me
Hell in me
Never lose myself, I lost, lost many things
Keep working yourself fore you do anything
My dreams are in hell, and I wont sell you them
Yeah, I lost a friend but we will meet again
Oh
Lowlife, lowlife, lowlife
Oh, oh
Ill do anything 
Oh
Lowlife, lowlife, lowlife
Oh, oh
Ill do anything you want
Made a deal, never set you free
Dance with the devil in a flowered dress
Solitude in a cuckoos nest 
Empty villas in the park on the way to the hillside
Backseat of your car 
Ey, Ey, We some lowlifes
In the backseat of your car
Cigarette burns on my scars
Wanna get into your house
And shes scratching on her arm
No, I cant work a straight job
But I work hard like my mom
So I break it into half
Oh
Lowlife, lowlife, lowlife
Oh, oh
Ill do anything 
Oh
Lowlife, lowlife, lowlife
Oh, oh
Ill do anything you want
Running from myself
So I run into the night
Running from myself
So I run into the night