Stay with me until I fall asleep Stay with me I'm not ready to go It's not your fault love You didn't know, you didn't know Kiss it all better, He sits in his cell, And he lays on his bed Covers his head and closes his eyes

I'm too tired to try Let's not be afraid of our reflections It's not only you you're looking at now Gave me directions but it's all the same, oh no Let's not get ahead of ourselves now There's no need for raid it's our own parade Ooh you're looking at

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

I don't want to take what you can give Can't buy what I want because its free The waiting drove me mad You're finally here and I'm a mess I take your entrance back Can't let you roam inside my head I would rather starve than eat your bread I would rather

There's something in the air So dry your lily eyes don't be so cruel A little celebration Using all you know it's meant for fools This is a celebration Hang your weary head you seem defeated Like the little girl you've been with cheated And in the

It's all in your head You can't see the things that make Your happiness go away, well I can It's in your head Sad but it's true It's inside you Keep wallowing in your misery It's just inside of you You tell me, I've been walking on a railing

Check one-two-one man skitzed again Dickhead you and a dickhead crew Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng Yeah, it's Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng It's like dem man woke up pissed again If I buck

All night anthem Ain't never gonna leave your head Ain't nobody goin' to bed 'Til the drinks go down And the sun comes up The rhythm's gonna hold you for ransom It's an all night anthem This ain't about who's got money And ain't about what kind of car

Dedicated to all human beings Because we separate Like ripples on a blank shore You can't take it with yer Dancing for your pleasure You are not to blame for Bittersweet distractors Dare not speak its name

In my head, it's going down In my head, I see you all over me In my head, you fulfill my fantasy In my head, you'll be screaming more I'll be your teacher, I'll show you the ropes (show you the ropes) I can see it going down, going down Just leave with