Standing at the end of The final masquerade The light on the horizon Was brighter yesterday Shadows floating over Skies begin to fade You said it was forever But then it slipped away Tearing me apart

And breathe me Be my friend Hold me, wrap me up Unfold me, I am small, Help, I have done it again I, have been here many times before Hurt, myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame I'm needy, wrap me up oh

Spending our time like we are millionaires Singing our hearts out standing on chairs Laughing our heads of, the two of us there Millionaires Ooohoh ooohoh If time was money, yeah we'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a

And his daring life of crime Made him a legend in his time Well he never traveled heavy Yes he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And he never had a sweetheart From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia Rode a boy with a six gun

It's getting closer, oh It's getting closer (it's right on time) It's getting closer (I'm not dead yet) In the end, it's stronger than I know how to be And I can't just spend my whole lifetime wondering I fell in love with the sound of my heels on the

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals

Destroyer of the universe See me rise, the mighty Surt Bringer of flames and endless hurt Scorcher of men and earth I rise up from muspelheim My fury is sublime The sword I bring burns violently With wild and lethal flames I march against the asagods

Love is a lie You can call it a game When it's stuck in the vein I've got a bell but no sound I've got a horse but no hound And I know I'm, know I'm Sucking you dry Love's not a friend Until the end

See'mon, baby, spend the night with me Wanda had a baby in nineteen fifty one. The father was stranger and a stranger was the son. Call that child James Lewis, call these rooms a home. Changing all them diapers polish all that chrome. All around the

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer I ain't seen my baby since night before last Gettin' high Knocked out And by the time Hey mister bartender, come here I want another drink and I want it now My baby, she gone, she been gone two night And then I sit