Look out, I'm coming Ooh, said I Ooh, sit down Ooh, yeah, ooh yeah Finding my way Yeah, oh yeah I'm coming out to get you I'm coming out to find you

And it's coming closer Stranded in this spooky town Stoplight is swaying and the phone lines are down Floor is crackling cold She took my heart, I think she took my soul With the moon I run Far from the carnage of the fiery sun Driven by the strangle of

I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade Light of a silhouette He's insubordinate Coming at you on the count of one, two (one,

I'm going to war Walk with me Hey if you hear me out there I get down on my knees every night and pray You never know when deaths coming all you hear is gunshots Little kids get to running Old ladys get off the block When the pops hit the truck music

Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party's over? But how do I feel this good sober? You're like perfection Coming down, coming down, coming down

Can you hear the bell? How could I turn around? Face the sound of the bell that shines? Ring it out, trim it out To drag me back down But I'm not coming home Till I stop pretending I tried hard to be brave I tried hard not to be afraid

So long, I hate to see you go So I save my tears for later on down the road How come I keep I holding on Knowing you won’t be coming home As her car pulls out the driveway And she don’t wave goodbye Her last words echo in my mind Listen honey, I gotta

Helter skelter Tell me tell me tell me the answer When you get to the bottom You go back to the top of the slide And you go for a ride Then you get to the bottom Then you see me again Do you, don't you want me to love you Coming down fast I'm right here

Tell me how you feel 'bout a nigga coming thru on a 4am flex shawty We done came down off a mission now its time for the 4am flex shawty Leaving round 2, did the mission round 3, you the 4am flex shawty I'm on my way right now, on the 4am flex yeah You

You’re like gold dust There’s a hollow in this house Whenever you go Keep coming down that street It rains over me A foreign sun that I thought I’d never see Oh don’t change ever No don’t change