Psycho Beach Party

In a dense, narrow room, I see the velvet rope. What’s on the other side isn’t given, it’s earned, But I refuse to contract my soul. Many have fallen, Most have tried, It’s the wise ones who perceive the lies. We leave the scene, Never to return, And live a satisfied life, With loved ones by our side. You can have those bright lights, And flashy nights, Cuz I’ll be with my man tonight. It may sound vain and inhumane, But love heals dignity and density, And what I’ve been fighting all my life, Is to learn what’s right. To dismiss all the negative energy, Befriend the wicked, Ignore bad intentions, And be your own flame In a candelabrum of light.