Who runs the show Who runs the show Who runs the show Who runs the show who hands out the suspensions I need a lesson in mishap prevention Young boy who can't hear must feel A masochist you know the deal I rarely listen, I forgot to mention And I'm in need of a damn intervention Young boy who can't hear must feel A masochist you know the deal Pain is inevitable Misery's a choice Pain is inevitable Misery's a choice Now I'm a product, that must turn a profit Something to prove, I'm a god, I'm a prophet Tryna be something that's real Comes at a price, that's the deal Against my better judgment I agreed to something To deep to turn back I'll deal with it in the afterlife Young nigga done paid the price Feels good to be nice Pain is inevitable Misery is a choice Pain is inevitable Misery's a choice What if tonight Lucifer comes for you Turns out your light, your light I hope, you're right Yeah 'Cause nobody wants to be I don't wanna be alone for the rest of my life, baby Alone for life, life Maybe a little bit So long, sweet boy Oh, fuck Baby, look what they did to me, baby You, will be missed Look what they did to me. I used to be so sweet Sweet as candy, soft as a kiss Smiling all the time So long sweet boy You, you will be missed I used to be a child Sweet as candy, soft as a kiss I just wanna be a child again So, don't pull the birds I miss minor sense I miss trusting people I used to trust Look what they did to me, baby