I know you don't love me, but still I burn for you. I know you don't love me, this flame won't die, it's true. My soul bared completely, don't seem enough for you. I know you don't love me, but the message can't get through. Maybe you're missing a

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan

We're going head to head Can you handle it? I'm taking you down I'm the last man standing I'm bleeding till the last man's standing So get in where you fit in time to put in on the line Taking you down We live, we die

Sorry baby girl I gotta go right now Even though I want you I can't take you home right now I'm the shit till I die I'mma let you take this number to my phone right now You gon' fuck me just to get up in my zone right now You gon' force me just to get up

To pass the time in my room alone I never thought I'd die alone Sixteen just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over, we'd survived I couldn't wait till I

Oil on water They lie together, oh Someone's daughter And they lie upon her, oh So her fingers ran away with themselves 'Till everything was documented Our mind it was reaching out To put into words what their bodies had done It's a catalogue of modern

Can I live 'til my last day Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Yo what's beef to you, three niggas with hoodies and bats That ain't shit compared to one small cat with gats

Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die Y’all, y’all remember me Get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die At the way you’ll die Sold me out, taking change Told me your name, we had, all the lanes Held me down Last chance fancy pants, oh very

We're alive And the future never dies When we're lying here together Baby try to hold on Till we make it to forever On a night that's so cold And you're just a touch away Tell me why I'm alone I'm lost in your eyes

If he dies, he dies I used to smoke to get high, now I smoke to get vibes I used to tote the semi, I still tote the semi Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side But he be talking out his ass, what is all that shit about? And you still ain't seen