 All that you know is this moment It's the only thing that is real Moments they come and these moments they go If we come back again it's the infinite flow But until then we still in the moment forever The past is forgotten, the future is never The present is all that we know and can measure Joy in the pain and the pain in the pleasure Making it better or making it worse If it's the second then make it reverse Until the day that I'm reading the hearse I'ma just be out here making it work I'm feeling lower, cocaine is a flirt Search for the feeling, escaping the hurt