I breathe the air of freedom Everyone is doing their best to destroy it Simplicity's forgotten And we all drill the ground I stand free I refuse to be surrounded The stones and dust bite hostile Devours flesh and bone The weakest lost in hatred

Didn't I give you everything? Baby, didn't I? I gave you everything, baby (baby) You got the best of me, baby (baby) Here you crying on my shoulder Beg and hold me 'til it's over When you're lonely, just remember I gave you everything D-d-didn't I?

And it got the best of us And now prints, pictures and white outlines We opened up a cold case love Are all that's left at the scene of a crime Cold case love Your love was breaking the law, but I needed a witness (oh oh) So pick me up when it's over, it

On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah Take that and rewind it back Yeah (yeah) shawty got down an' said come and get me Yeah (yeah) I got so caught up I forgot she told me Yeah (yeah) her and my girl would be the best of homies Yeah (yeah) next thing I knew

Oh it's a shame It's a shame And now you release what you're feeling But how is this supposed to ever be the same Well you got the best of me You know it's a shame, oh Oh I tried to get to you Pushed in the end to break me through

No kind of life! this is no kind of life! (I've got to get out!) It's no kind of life! this is no kind of life! (You can't blame me!) My freedom is best Whole country's on house arrest And everyone's a suspect You can't feel the flow because you died

Aboard the Thailand Express We'll hit the stops along the way We're on the train to Bangkok We only stop for the best Our first stop is in Bogotà To check Columbian fields The natives smile and pass along A sample of their yield Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams

Raise up your cup, come on drink it up Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck We ain't going nowhere Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care. Here's to riding on the high life, A little puff and a hell yeah high five The memories, the laughs,

I've been used But I'm takin' it like a man I'm confused But I'm doin' the best that I can I've been tossed around plenty before I've had this heart of mine broken and more I can't find a reason for sure But I've gotten used to bad news