When you believe in things that you don't understand Then you suffer Very superstitious, writing on the wall Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past

Don't fall, don't give up, for love Don't you, give up, for me I'll still look up, look up Look up for love That's how I find the light And I will still be here, stargazing Let's see and decide Stars don't disappear, they keep blazing Even when the night

We don't gotta leave this room Even if we never walk out that door For you to leave me wanting more You don't have to get dressed up for me tonight Girl don't get me starin' at you You look good in any light I know it's seven o'clock And know I've

When you believe in things that you don't understand Then you suffer Very superstitious, writing on the wall Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past

Levitate yeah I came too far to look back now I feel like I’m a champion yeah! Levitation no hesitation All my decisions was so I can win and Every day I wake up Even if I don't feel like it I push, push myself And the response from the people

You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through Burn too many bridges, but I ain't burning you I hope you do good and

And we're just getting started tonight We ain't even turned up the radio Ain't been two miles down the road The way you look at me baby I don't know If we even gonna make it to the party Yeah we gotta whole lot of moon light left Already having the time

Get up off my dick, ho That's an unassuming dick, though Look around the boy, wouldn't raised they head Now they looking at the boy like the main event He don't even got a rap sheet, looking like a mathlete How the fuck is he the one that come in with

At sunrise we'll all dance the hempen jig So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate So have no fear, and don't look back, the afterlife awaits Now as we stand before the gallows Waiting for the

Then you suffer Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass When you believe in things that you don't understand Very superstitious, writings on the wall Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past