Smoke gets in your eyes They ask me how I knew My true love was true I, I of course replied Something here inside cannot be denied, oh no They said, "Someday you'll find All who are love are blind" When your heart's on fire, you must realize So I chaffed

Don't get it fucked up I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my Yesterday was the freshest nigga in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh Niggas talkin' bout oh shit I pull up they like oh shit Now look whose talkin', bitch

Here...I am...again. Hey now, hey now I'm the motherfucker of the year I can hear everything that's said I know they wish I'd go away I'm just a thorn in your side The disrespect in your eye I can't control myself I'm like a snake in your drain

They're wrong That we're estranged and all alone They believe nothing can reach us And pull us out of the boundless gloom Yeah, baby, they're wrong They'll say, no one can see us They'll say the sun is dying And the fragile can't be saved And the cold,

Their eyes are all around me, now they see me, now they don't Their eyes are all around me, now shes lookin' at a ghost Maybe its cold blood! Cold blood! C-c-c-cold blood Sweet, sweet heaven it feels like defeat, yeah The cold, cold blood it covers my

It's on again, whoah I bet they wonder how I go on, go on I'll simply say it's on again And the night is takin' over And the moonlight gets exposure And the players have been chosen And it seems like fate has spoken When it seems your faith has broken By

She wears it like a dress Post-traumatic mess And don't sleep, it hurts to be awake The things they make her take Angela, Angela Oh, we don’t speak She stayed an extra week

Let her be she belongs to me And the moment comes when I no longer know your name Oh baby darling you will see Your blood belongs to him a soulless feast Heaven betrayed you They said that her soul could not be saved A better believer A lonely maiden

If these walls could talk If these walls could talk, I'd hope they wouldn't say anything Because they've seen way too many things 'Cause we'd fall from grace, we're falling Yeah, we'd fall from grace Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard

Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys I'm not like you Hey mom, there's something in the backroom Hope it's not the creatures from above You used to read me stories