Oh Oh yeah yeah, oh oh ooh oh oh Falling like the rain so, we ain't running out Falling like the rain so we ain't running out Oh Oh yeah yeah yeah oh oh whoa whoa whoa Eeny, meeny, miny, moe Catcha' player by the toe If you want to let him go Men be falling like the

End of discussion I went from nothing to something I want them real deal hunnids Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani Pussy tsunami Ain't talkin' no money, it's nothing Big bag, truckload (huh) I'm in her throat (throat) Plug call, I finesse for the

You know how froze that is Look at my neck, damn Look at my fist oh oh yeah I'm a rockstar smash my guitar Diamonds on my fist and on my arms Meek and I don't dress the same, relate in Goyard Frostbite on my pinky ring watch me flex on y'all I get it now,

A composer but never composed 'I'm just the man on the balcony singing': "Nobody will ever remember me," Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing They're dancing til Til they can't stand

Who are you? Who, who, who, who? (Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh) (Who are you?) (Who, who, who, who?) Well, who are you? (who are you? who, who, who, who?) I really wanna know I woke up in a Soho doorway A policeman knew my name

La la la la la la love And I won't be made a fool of Don't call this love La la la love If you could envision The meaning of a tragedy, ooh You might be surprised to hear it's you and me When it comes down to it You never made the most of it, ooh

Oh Oh my god, look at my Roley Too much sauce Look at my squad, like holy moly Look at my squad Nah, come on T, man Not even chatting to these bruddas, man They're boys, man, baby boys Still got Oysters and that Not even oyster perpetuals

I'm run, yeah like my mind Nothing to lose, nothing to lose Not enough time, oh oh I got So much to lose, I'm losing my mind I'm losing my mind, oh oh my mind I'm run, yeah, I'm run, yeah Don't know why I wanna make it even harder I'll think about us some

Love is a losing game Love is a losing hand And now the final frame Love is a fate resigned For you I was the flame Five story fire as you came Love is losing game One I wished, I never played Oh, what a mess we made

Now who will kiss your lips darlin' Who will call you sweetheart Oh Oh who will tell you they love you Oh Oh you once was my little sweetheart Now who's been talkin' to you Somebody's been tellin' you wrong Things a-bout me that you shouldn't believe I miss