Dark in their hearts, I can feel it burn inside of me Tormented young with no souls, haunting me Pain in their lives all they know is misery Take these chains away that are holding me down (holding me down) Eternal rest in time Black enchanting eyes, Cut

Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit Well, that was just a lie You ain't nothin' but a hound dog Cryin' all the time And you ain't no friend of mine Well they said you was high-classed Yeah they said you was high-classed You know they said you was

What do you say to the dead? Will you forgive me for living? Can't believe the things that they said Wonderful day for a killing It's killing me! What do they do with your soul? Is it just lying there busted? When did you lose all control?

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror I get the skirt when I want (skrrt!) She got wife written all over Said that I was done for good and don't want no more lies But my phone be blowing up, temptations on my line I stare at the screen a while

You shoot me down but I won't fall, I am titanium Fire away, fire away You shoot me down but I won't fall I'm talking loud not saying much I'm bulletproof nothing to lose Ricochet, you take your aim I am titanium You shout it out But I can't hear a word

I am an innocent man Oh yes I am Because I am an innocent man An innocent man Some people stay far away from the door If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

I don't think Waylon done it that way And if he was here he'd say "'hoss, neither did Hank" I ain't dogging what you're doing but boys, come on let's get real Get-ups, gimmicks One-hit wonders that don't stick Pretty boys, acting tough Boy bands give it

Como pasa en Pescaíto El Michael se fue a pescar La fruta que no se va Carnaval tambor fútbol y mar Historias que hay que contar La calle es para jugar Agua, metidos en el agua Nadando entre las algas Tu piel sobre mi espalda y sumergidos en el agua

What's in this mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin' Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh) Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh) She wanna fuck, speak up Comin' out her