It’s where my demons hide This is my kingdom come When you feel my heat Look into my eyes Don’t get too close It’s dark inside No matter what we breed We still are made of greed When the days are cold

That's how you know, I'm thinkin' of you I'm thinkin of you, that's all I do all the time You're always the first and the last thing on this heart of mine No matter where I go or what I do, I'm thinkin' of you. When I'm all alone or in a crowd In a quiet

Uh God uh you know what we gotta do son Why know what I'm sayin? Word up Make that millions fam No doubt, it's only there for the takings son Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son We drunk all that shit hey yo 44th Side convention Queens

When it's your time to go Don't matter where you've been So we might as well say What's on our minds 'Cause there's no waiting, no We came out of the cinema We were rubbing our eyes Our mouths were dry from the sugar and the popcorn And we felt a little

Long enough now I'm strong enough To know you gotta go There's no more to say So save your breath No matter what I hear you say I'm telling you Strong enough and I quite crying I don't need your sympathy There's nothing you can say or do for me

It’s where my demons hide This is my kingdom come When you feel my heat Look into my eyes Don’t get too close It’s dark inside No matter what we breed We still are made of greed When the days are cold

Now the party's over and everybody's gone I'm left here with myself and I wonder what went wrong And now my heart is broken like the bottles on the floor Does it really matter or am I just hungover you? Or am I just hungover? And now the sun is rising

Don’t take it for granted And when it happens It’s time to write your story Love is a temple No matter how and what it takes, to be there No fear that can’t be won by love There’s nothing that I can do I’ve set my mind on you The more that I see you’re

I'm in a southern state of mind. No matter what state I'm in, I'm in a southern state of mind." I could be anywhere In my heart I'm always there. I was up in New York City, Just the other week. You shoulda seen the waitress face When I ordered sweet tea.

There were times we had it all It doesn't make any sense To know what it's like I guess you gotta go through it It doesn't matter baby But somebody's gotta do it You're never gonna see it There were times that we'd lay in bed and listen To the pounding,