(My heartbeat) Don’t you know your secret’s safe with me? (my heartbeat, my heartbeat) ‘Cause I won’t let them know I won’t let you go, baby I don’t care what your past is I don’t need no answers Just have faith in me All your worries can be put to, can

This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me Like a small boat On the ocean

It's what we're made of It's who we are Let's start a fire Let's pull this trigger 'Cause all these bruises Make our skin thicker Now everybody Can see our scars (can see our scars)

Ohh ohh ohh ohh We go hard or we go home We gon do this all night long We get freaky if you want ('Cause I'm a bad bitch) Who do you think you are? Na na na na (You're gonna love this)

Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers? 'Cause it always ends with us hating each other Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in I've just got one more thing to say And irony is okay, I suppose Culture is to blame You try and mask your

What were all those dreams we shared Those many years ago? What were all those plans we made now Left beside the road? Behind us in the road More than friends, I always pledged Cause friends they come and go People change, as does everything I wanted to

I hope you find somebody, I hope you find somebody I hope you find somebody to love, somebody to love 'Cause all I see are wings, I can see your wings But I know what I am and the life I live, yeah, the life I live But I know time will tell if we're

Aerials in the sky When you lose small mind You free your life Life is a waterfall Swimming through the void We hear the word We lose ourselves But we find it all? 'Cause we are the ones that want to play

Razz the kid Just like the girlies back at corner store Wash my bugle boy a watching my throne Sweet mutilation of a sold to nothing man Lord have mercy shake is falling through your hand Because she love me I'm the chosen one These are the days to not

This being human is a guest house Every morning a new arrival A joy, a depression, a meanness Some momentary awareness comes As an unexpected visitor Welcome and entertain them all! Be grateful for whoever comes Because each has been sent as a guide