Gotta get to me, gotta get to me You gotta spread your wings and start flying Like a drop of rain, gotta find the way Don't hit the brakes, just come and crash through my horizon Bring back the air, I need to breathe, baby You gotta get to me The night

Our days are never coming back I've forgotten too Do you want me to try? Directing your night The purest forms of life The cannons of our time I need not fear the love You love to love the fear I never want to be alone

Up and down, it all comes back around Push and shove, do you feel better now? Knock, knock, knock You'll come tumblin' down Karma's got a kiss for you Why are you blaming me for all your insecurities? I never did anything, but you closed the doors

Voodoo, ee-yea ee-yea V-V-Voodoo, ee-yea ee-yea You got me too attached, keep me comin' right back And just like that, got me comin' right back like And I know that I ain't fuckin' with your voodoo If this is what you call love Oh man down You're shaking

Well I been dyin' Got to get that monkey off my back The fortune teller looked into my eyeballs The wrinkles on her face about to crack She said you best believe it, you ain't goin' nowhere Unless you get that monkey off your back Well, I made believe

(you got my back right?) I got I got I got I got your back boy I got I got I got I got your back, boy We were high (til when its all good) We were low ((til when its all bad) But I promise I will never let you go (now what you call that) (as long I know

How could I ever go back Back to the life Where I lived amongst the dead Who have forgotten how to feel And become slaves to memory And wishful thinking But your love has set me free As you awaken every star That has been sleeping In the constellation of

Come on and let it out Before you run away from me The beat goes round and round Jigsaws falling into place Wish away the nightmare You've got a light you can feel it on your back Just as you take my hand Just as you write my number down Just as the

Me, got it out the mud, they respect that Me, always spread the love when I get back You, got your hand out, that's a bitch move You, always complaining like a bitch do Me, still right here with who I came with Me, self-made, my circles on the same shit

Mother fucker it's a perfect crime Kickin' back in the shadows Got no need for the light Who's sorry now old timer Look at how you've spent your life Scroungin' for change To put some money in your pocket My how scratch does burn Laughin' at the fuckers