Don't do nothin' 'less you're all in it, all in it, all in it Don't do nothin' 'less your heart's in it, heart's in it, heart's in it If you got a diamond for all of your passion, diamond for your dedication You could be icy like cake and icy for every

Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all But if you close your eyes Nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes You've been here before? And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills

It's just another day in Heaven South And it's just another day in Heaven South Subwoofers booming like cannons in a square Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea Night crawlers, crickets and a Zebco 33 Old Glory waving at you As you're driving by the

Did we all fall down? Well tonight, will it ever come? We hold in our hearts The sword and the faith Swelled up from the rainclouds Move like a wreath We'll lie another day And through it all

Nananana, yeah yeah Somebody with you And without you I am nothing But I feel like somebody with you So good that I don't deserve it So close that it's almost perfect To be laying in your arms Even though I broke your heart So high for the chance to fix

Am I made up of glass? Do you see straight through me? Do you not want to be what we once talked about? I'm losing it, I'm losing it for you This is like a different tune And I'm so in love with you I'm losing my mind, I'm losing myself I keep cutting

I just got one question that you might not be ready for But I really gotta know Does it feel, feel like you never gon' find nothing better? Soon as you hang up the phone Does it feel (does it feel, does it feel, does it feel) feel like you never gon'

New York, Vegas, to overseas Ain't nothing like rolling with a Georgia peach Don't you know that we're just getting started Ain't nothing really dropping till we get in the party Go head and take your chance, if we're lucky Everybody gon' be right here

Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya) I could bet it all on me 'Nother reason why I work like a motherfucker If tomorrow doesn't come, I got my guns loaded For the fight, I'll take an eye out, take it high If my days are almost

You push the button and we'll do the rest There are things that I just cannot explain to you And those that I hope I don't ever have to The exotic sound of data storage Nothing like it First thing in the morning Bastard latin That's the best thing for it