Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone) Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone) No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't

Young, young dumb and broke Yadadadadadadada Young dumb broke high school kids Yadadadadadada But we still got love to give While we're young dumb I'm so high at the moment I'm so caught up in this

I can't keep calm, I can't keep still I forget all that I've been taught Pulled apart against my will And I'm caught It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do To try and keep from calling you Well, can my dreams keep coming true How can they, cause when

I'm Tha DoggFather I put down more hits than mafioso made And Lucky Lucianno 'bout to sing soprano And I know, I know the way you feel And baby bubba we gon' keep it on tha real Just to get you caught up in amazement We puffin' on Cubans so it might get

And I rule my den Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself C'mon crawl I'm the Crawlin' King Snake Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' till the day I die

Ask me who's responsible for this Everything's all her fault And all because of she ohh wohh, ohh wohh Caught up in the whirlwind no one can help me And I didn't want to be And all because of she ohh wohh ohh wohh And now I'm in love Caught up in the

Deadly as the viper Peering from its coil The poison there is coming to the boil Ticking like a time bomb The fuse is running short on the verge of snapping if it's caught And all the pressure that's been building up For all the years it bore the load

Or stuffed into a cell I'm caught between the feeling Of being pulled apart The Truth of my heart Is like a repressed tale A censored and silenced story Repression or restraint It is a delicate balance

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go A little high, little low

Caught in the moment, tangled up in your sheets My imagination's too creative Falling, falling, needed something to believe in, oh But it was all in my head It was all in my head (Skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, look at you, boy, I invented you Your Gucci tennis