Well, I feel like I have to feel something good all of the time,
With most of life I cannot deal, but a good feeling I can feel...even though it may not be real,
And if a person, place, or thing can deliver, I will quiver with delight,
But will it for me all of my life, or just one more lonely, lonely night?
The lust, the flesh, the eyes, and the pride of life drain the life right out of me.
Well, I see something and I want it - bam, right now, no questions asked,
Don't worry how much it costs me now or later; I want it and I want it fast,
I go to any length; sacrifice all that I already have and all that I might get, just to get something more that I don't need...and Lord, please don't ask me what for.
The lust, the flesh, the eyes, and the pride of life drain the life right out of me.
And I love it when folks look right at me and what I'm doing or I have done, and lay it on about how groovy I am, and that I am looking grand,
And every single word makes me think I'll live forever, never knowing that they probably won't remember what they said tomorrow - tomorrow I could be dead.
The lust, the flesh, the eyes, and the pride of life drain the life right out of me.
