Live until we die, yeah So let's get high (let's get high) Oh my God, you blow my mind A million times Oh when we're high Oh you and I (you and I) Let's just do it one more time, (one more time) Blow my mind There was a time, there was a life, I was

You know what? I heard this shit before You told me you'd never let me go I tried some things that make you want to stay In that penthouse, all we did was fight and fuck I taught you some things you've never seen before We did some things that your mama

I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet I believe,

(Straight up, straight up) Me and my bitch, I swear we like the same sex (ooh) Fuck with all my chains on, let's have chain sex (serve) Wanna kick with the gang, you gotta bang it (it's lit) If you gon' throw ice on, gotta swang it (ice) Holes in the

Oh no you're so damned wicked You got me by the throat Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me You never let me go I believe you're the devil I believe you're the devil's child Hypnotize me Mesmerize me Feel my willpower slip

Let the song go All we ever need is a reason for a revolution So I run with the sun and the air til I feel it Run away to something I believe in The only place to go is where my heart beats faster I wander forever to find it, remember There’s nothing

Instead, you wanna wait until I'm coming home Oh, I know that you won't let it go Can't we just talk it out before I go? It's hard for me to say this without sounding impatient And I know you know You know how we can fix it Just tell me and I'll listen,

Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored I can't feel the way I did before Time won't heal this damage anymore So I, let go watching you turn your back like you always do But I'll be here 'cause you're

So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes Now where's the rubbers, who's got the rubbers? I noticed

They were good times And I wish you were here, Yes, I wish you were here Ah I wish you were here, Drying these tears I cry And I can't let go 'Cause you're dealing with a heart of stone, Try to kiss and say goodbye,