Take my soul I don't need it anymore Come on open your eyes You're the cure I am looking for Don't let go Such strange ways to show who we are, what you know Put the life back in your heart Let's try forgiveness no self-deception Little less reaction,

I always got it on me Just in case you want me So, if you’re looking for my love Then light it up I get so neurotic about it baby ‘Cause I know you’re reading your phone I can’t help from going crazy Thinking you might not be all alone I wake up, I check

Woke up on the wrong side of the bed And if you see her, just remember She's looking up while you're looking down Turn your whole world around for a kiss And now she walk around town with her head sewn on the wrong way Little miss like to put on blush,

Where trouble is Hop into a cab Feeling a little bit crazy I'm gonna see, I'm gonna be Feeling like I wanna be bad a few more sins off of my list If you're looking for me Trouble is a Friday night When I'm feeling lonely

Oh, oh, oh, oh ‘Cause I'm bringing you back to life ‘Cause I'm bringing you back to life (back) It's a feeling that won't disappear And you're bringing me back to life (back) I was looking for something that I couldn't find It's a feeling you give me

Put your hands in the air One more time If you hear me out there I've been looking for you day and night Shine a light in the dark Let me see where you are 'Cause I'm not gonna leave you behind If I told you that you're not alone And I show you this is

Satta Massagana for Jimmy Dread Police walked in for Jimmy Jazz I said, "he ain't here, but he sure went past Oh, you're looking for Jimmy Jazz" Cut off his ears and chop off his head Police come looking for Jimmy Jazz So if you're gonna take a message

If you're looking for trouble Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be You came to the right place Just look right in my face I was born standing up And talking back My

Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

(you're beautiful) (for all your big mistakes) When do you come out to play? 'Cause if the Lord is gonna find me, He'd better start looking today. I don't know. I think they come from the cold (you stayed the same) To the city that don't snow.