'Cause this is all we know Maybe we should let this go We're falling apart, still we hold together We've passed the end, so we chase forever This feeling's all we know I'll ride my bike up to the road Down the streets right through the city I'll go

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Keep on dancin' till the world ends To the next level, baby Baby, let me blow your mind I can't take it, take it, take no more Never felt like, felt like this before C'mon get me, get me on the floor DJ whatcha, whatcha waitin'

This is my mistake Let me make it good I raised the wall and I will be the one to knock it down It's amazing what devices you can sympathize (empathize) You fill in the mortar I sit at my table and wage war on myself It seems like it's all, it's all for

Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing what this world is about Watching some good friends screaming, 'Let me out' This is our last dance Mmm num ba de Dum bum ba be Doo buh dum ba beh beh Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for

Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night. Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on, Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip, End the night with a kiss, we do it like this! Ahh u ain't nothing but a heart breaker, Ain't got no

All my old friends they don't know me now Now the music divides us into tribes Let's go for a drive, see the town tonight There's nothing to do but I don't mind when I'm with you This town's so strange they built it to change And while we sleep we know

Let it flow slowly Girl away you there from when I need you as my closest friend You should calling me Say she want the Rastaman How could this be? It's only love Same way that I want you Girl it's the same way, girl you want me too

Bad bitches is the only thing that I like Cups with the ice and we do this every night I ain't check the price (I got it) I make my own money so I spend it how I like I'm just living life And let my momma tell it nigga I ain't living right (nope) I ain't

Let me hear that Light up the floor Feel the room rock Play me one more Click clack on the high high Heat of this vibrate I'm just being me w-watch me do me

Oh why, children send your child off to die In the streets of chalk where they lie Let no wrongs cry out when thugs cry Dear God (When thugs cry) Oh why, does it have to be this way, our Children of today won't stay wise (thugs cry) Let the children hear