And I could try to run, but it would be useless I'll never be the same And I’m a sucker for the way that you move, babe It’s you, babe You’re to blame Just one hit of you, I knew I’ll never ever, ever be the same Just like nicotine, rushin' me, touching

Who are you gonna be Who are you today? Will you be the sun Who are you tomorrow? Will you make me smile Or just bring me sorrow? When I'm lost and I'm scared? When there's nobody there? 'Cause I am still the same

Beneath the candle bed Sleep Eden sleep My fallen son Slumber in peace Cease the pain Life's just in vain For us to gain Nothing but all the same No healing hand

Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin', "fuck the fame" W-W-W-W-What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name? My third album, my Graduation like Kanye I just might fuck

Go ahead and keep your American dream Go ahead and keep it, go ahead and keep it It's either hard at work, or hardly working at all (At all) Have you had the same mentality since you were just a kid? Can you ever face reality growing up so quick? Go

I'm a winner at a losin' game Have ever had to love someone That just don't feel the same Tryin' to make somebody care for you Is like tryin' to catch the rain And if love is really forever Baby, look here at me Have you ever seen me this way

The day I fall in love Just an ordinary day Started out the same old way Then I looked into your eyes and knew People all say love is wonderful That the bells will ring The birds will sing The skies will open I wonder where's that great big symphony

Make it rain Make it rain down low Oh make it rain And just the same When the sins of my father Weigh down in my soul And the pain of my mother Will not let me go

You can't deny me The higher, the farther, the faster you fly And now you want me to breathe And be so grateful Ah, for the air that I need (haha) Don't make me pitiful And in the morning light We're just the same you and me Out on the go, send officials

Bringing me some real bad news The takers get the honey The givers sing the blues Oh a stitch in time, just about saved me From going through the same old moves And this cat is nine He still suffers He's going through the same old grooves But that stone