hev’n hell

how many failures make a greatness?
and how many sleeps make a wakeness?
i’ve been waiting so long
for myself to come along
i don’t know if i have it anymore

the greatest people that i know are all dead
i’m told to swallow pride, tilt back head
look to heaven when you’re frettin’
cuz one of you is bettin’
that the other has a better loaf of bread.