All about me

We should know a pleasure equally becomes sorrow There's no trust to give and I vast there's no love to barrow I might sound Halloween inside but I call it how I see And I can't sleep knowing I want fame and the thing stopping it is me But even if I get fame today I still wont be able to sleep because laying next to is not I yearn for when I have I taste for sweets Its this chrome thing I gotta clutch when s ask about the heat I don't give a damn about your judgement because in my life I've never had no one to trust place pride on a shelf mistaking lust for love and nobody to blame but myself