Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

Does he love like I do? Touch like I do? Babe, does it feel the same to you? Does he hold you like me? Make you feel free Open your eyes and you will see All of the awkward situations Holding a hand you wish was mine Babe, does it feel the same, feel the

It crawls down deep inside without a pulse or a will to die Not known to sympathize And now it takes what it takes and let's the feelings suffocate It's nothing new it'll get it's way Another thing that I see is how it gets inside of me and tears away my

Come talk to me Come on, come talk to me I did not come to steal This all is so unreal Now come on, come talk to me The wretched desert takes its form The jackal proud and tight In search of you I feel my way Through slowest heaving night

I want you to stay Not really sure how to feel about it Something in the way you move Makes me feel like I can't live without you It takes me out the way Round and around and around and around we go Oh now tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, you know

Yea, you and me, backseat on a bad road I never thought I’d see 71 to feel this damn good and be this much fun But there you go again, doin’ your thing And you know how to do it if you know what I mean Baby buckle up tight tonight it’s you and me Shakin’

I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes Ah yeah Trey I fuckin' feel ya They be starin' at the money I like its unfamiliar I get it, I live it to me there's nothing realer Just enough'll solve

Say fuck the drug test, go'n pass my gas mask Flat screen, I back back, I see my racks stacked I wanna live like a drug lord, but I wanna be glorious Sometimes I feel like a kingpin, I'm so victorious I got a white and a black girl, they look like an

And that's the difference between the whiskey and you There's a bottle on the dresser by your ring And it's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing I'll be hurtin' when I wake up on the floor And I'll be over it by noon Come tomorrow, I can walk in any

Trashed and scattered again, I'm feelin' so low You waste your breath while fuckin' with me, my blood is so cold I won't be the victim, but the first to cast a stone Sedated nights to the bar room fights as metropolis takes its toll And don't you try to