I’m not angry anymore It depends on the day Well, sometimes I am I don’t think badly of you Well, sometimes I do The extend of all my worthless rage I’m not bitter anymore I’m syrupy sweet I rot your teeth down to the core

Up one now, but you wouldn't even pay attention (Alright) Up one now, know I'm out here on a mission (Uh-huh) Up one now, yeah you need to pay attention (Yeah) Up one now, I'm turnin' all the bad bitches down Up one now, my niggas, they tryna get it

Quién va a prohibirme que te entregue lo mejor que hay en mi vida Quién va a robarme esos momentos de felicidad finita Cuando no quede en este mundo una persona que te quiera Aquí estaré para decirte que te espero hasta que muera Y te repito una y mil

Não vou parar de te olhar Eu não sei parar de te olhar Eu não me canso de olhar Há quem acredite em milagres Há quem cometa maldades Há quem não saiba dizer a verdade Um vendedor de flores Ensinar seus filhos a escolher seus amores

"The dude, he said that, like when we were making the first Linkin Park record he was like, "Yeah you know, I don't know about the rapping like, I don't know... maybe you should just be a rock band." You know what I mean, like, trying to change us. Like

She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol And I was just a soldier on my way to montreal Well she pressed her chest against me About the time the juke box broke Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck And these are the words she spoke

Can I see you again-gain-gain All this other pretty girls don't face me I'm shy why you makin' me lazy Hey baby hey baby Hey baby trinna find what you driving' me crazy It's the way that you back get up to me Tell me you ain't got a man like too me Let's

You're gonna be mine, little girl You've been through 18 years of pain I'm gonna give you a love, child You've been mistreated, little girl Even if I can't have you by my side You won't feel bad again But I swear, I swear it'll be outgrown But I swear,

Come on baby, girl come on Let a real one take the wheel Cruise out of the town in a rental The same in the silence crescendo But you the only one I miss 'Cause you the only one I Summer's over, and I feel the same way you do You don't want a lazy lover

I'm leaving Los Feliz Day after tomorrow I'm over the scenesters I'm on the guest list down at Paul's Baby Grand That hipster doorman he don't know who I am But my studied aloofness is proof I belong so I pass Some girls are pieced like Krylon bombs on