I stand accused. Just like you for being born without a silver spoon. Stood at the top of a hill. Over my town I was found. I've been on the shelf too long. Sitting at home on my bed too long. Got my things and now I'm gone. How's the world gonna take me?. Finding myself used to be hard. But now I see the light. If love is a drug. Then I don't need it. I've been on the shelf too long. Sitting at home on my bed too long. Now it's time to hear my song. How are you gonna take it?. I've been on the shelf too long. I've got a lot of living to do. There's a door in my mind that's open wide. Come inside come inside. Jesus never saved me. He'll never save you too and you know!. I've got a little sticker on the back of my boot. This is music. And now I see the light shining bright in my eyes. If love is the drug then it ain't for me. Well music is my life. And loved by me. I'm gonna move on the floor with my sweet young thing. Down down down we go till we reach the bottom. Of our soul with this is music