I'm gonna be with you And I don't care what they say I wanna be with you And I don't care what they do And no one knows 'Cause you'll never know what its like to walk in our shoes And no one know, the things we've been through Can never measure up to

Nothing can come between us Nothing can come, nothing can come What we have is strong and tender In the middle of the madness It's about faith Always hope that you remember We'll never really learn the meanin' of it all

I am an orphan man but ain't we all? And I am an orphan man but ain't we all? I can make myself disappear Most of them just laughed You watch every move And call it slide of hand You know, it's what I do But never who I am, never who I am Started on the

It's your past I'm erasing And your heart can't be tested When it ain't well-rested It's your tail that you're chasing Well, this moment is heavy For me, I'm not ready Like a caged bird barely set free Forgive me, I'm finding my wings While my body is

Case closed Got your fingerprints as evidence all on my body Put your right hand on the book and you were found guilty I can't wait forever but that's how it's gonna be For me they'll never be No matter what the verdict say Too many questions in my head

You cannot replace them Face it or you'll waste them So get up, so get up and save it Your golden years left you behind Does the truth weigh on your mind? Tell me what did it cost when the moment was lost Is this how you survive? Why, oh why do you have

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Bye, bye, blackbird No one here can love or understand me Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is she Make my bed and light the light, I'll arrive late tonight Blackbird, bye, bye Pack up all my cares

It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go It's not just a train, it's freedom to me Freedom to me I can strum a little, I can hold a chord This ain't the gospel and I ain't the lord I'm no holy

What you expected from his next of kin I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin' The lesson from the Smith and Wesson is depressin' Niggas keep