Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars I'm thinking out loud Place your head on my beating heart When your legs don't work like they used to before And I can't sweep you off of your feet Will your mouth still remember

Shot some faith on my darkest places Like a rising sun Filled my heart with a million amazing graces Your voice is like a choir A match that starts a fire Deep down in my bones where only you can go When my soul needs an angel's touch You light it up

Kids are running around naked, fuckin? in the bushes. Ah, ah, ah ah I love it! Room for everybody here Yes, all are welcome! Yes indeed, I love them! Fun! Nice! Life! Youths! Beautiful! I'm all for it We put this festival on you bastards, with a lotta

Bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped And clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) And clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) Some niggas need the henny to endure the drama All I need is information on your crib and armour When it

Today's Tom Sawyer He gets by on you What you say about his company Is what you say about society The world is, the world is Love and life are deep A modern day warrior Mean, mean stride Mean, mean pride

All I ever wanted was your life Take it away Lay on, lay on, lay on, lay on Way upon the mountain where she died Deep inside the canyon I can't hide I got dosed by you and Closer than most to you and What am I supposed to do I never had it anyway

I could skate away on Oh I wish I had a river It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly

Why the fuck they frontin like they is? (Yeah that's right, uh-huh) why'all niggaz ain't ready to die Yeah.. uh-huh Why'all niggaz ain't ready to die Ah-yo Dunn, aiyyo yo

When the bite of the steel catches your face give it all your flesh to strip away Revealing all the scars you hide inside Your inner quarrels, your struggle to survive A crimson hand to choke your throat I'll stop your breath as long as it takes To end

Leave me be A snowy owl above the haunted waters Poet of ancient gods Cries to tell the never ending story Prophecy of becoming floods An aura of mystery surrounds her The lady in brightest white Soon the incarnate shall be born The Creator of the Night