I've got this feeling It's gonna stop Needs to be stopped Woke before the morning sun I found it tucked beneath the hills I sat and watched it rise It hit the sky and burst to flames The lotus flower's

You sat in silence Hear a voice Lie, rape, steal and murder How far are we ready to take this Before it all crumbles We're still superiors And as for understanding To make the night realize Crush the system

But no flame burns forever, oh no You and I both know this all too well And most don't even last the night One last time Just one last time With the twilight No they don't, they say they don't Without holding back my mind Oh babe, meet me in Tompkins

No one knows what draws the moth to the flame And nothing costs as much as playing the game She had to know, know, know, he'd give love for sex He had to know, know, know, she'd give sex for love The taste, touching his tongue, sweet to his lips Poison,

I burn with desire each time my heart fans the fire To that old flame that burns inside of me She cried when I left her now I try to forget her Oh how foolish I was to ever want to leave

Yeah, the cash came, I ain't trippin' on a past flame Even if they were dimes, you know how many 10's want my last name? Is this the rap game or high school politics? Bars could be on Maury 'cause they got a little pop in it' Before I show up, that's

All hail rock and roll Gotta take it back, we gotta take control Write this on my tombstone We fucking live for the music Rise up or just get fucked, uh, you know it This is our time, reignite All of the flames that have died for quite some time We can't

Since the day of my departure I've been stumbling through reality I play my symphony in reverse In search for that special path Be gentle to the tear in this I Lonesome arms, lost its wings again Buy me a trip to the moon So I can laugh at my mistakes I

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know So when I see you nigga it's gon' be a homicide So Ima let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you And for all them cloudy days Ima let this rain hit you nigga You ripped my family

When the devil's angels come To take your life and lead you To the flames beneath Your headstone reads now Here lies the dead who was Hung by his head beneath us They're laying in their graves Damnation free for all A jester of sorts you stand holding