Rolling over keys that dig my side
Try to get my [bad word] out of bed and drive
Feel I'm slipping day by day
Past the time I was on my way

Happiness and black both known, much learned
Long and hard the way a path of twisted turns

Disciple sift through lies, few grains of [bad word] behold
Explorer specter rise, the dream that brought you low

Sentence served, you're free to be
Siddhartha, like him he lived both sides
brand new day, I'm looking for a change [bad word] around
Siddhartha on my mind

Beggar pick up your crown

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Seeking all the things untried
Disarray, this thing called life

Happiness and black both known, much learned
Long and hard the way a path of twisted turns

Disciple sift through lies, few grains of [bad word] behold
Explorer specter rise, the dream that brought you low

Sentence served, you're free to be
Siddhartha, like him he lived both sides
Another day, I'm looking for a change [bad word] around
Siddhartha on my mind

Beggar pick up your crown