I'm walking over I'm in this silence I'm in this, burning You're raising towers You were here for a while You come to me docile Tried to make sense of this By the time that I expressed That I had felt helpless

And start all over I'm gonna start all over Out of the fire and into the fire again You make me want to forget Here it comes straight out of my mind or worse Another chance to get burned It's so easy You disrupt me Can't complain

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like Tryna make a living Come to my hood Everybody get it And for that paper all the wrong things sound right Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony I'm from

Jamaica sunshine Place called Jamaica, Looking for a place to have a perfect vacation, If you really wanna have some fun Or even a honeymoon I know the place to make the perfect reservation, Come let me take you there soon, yeah To a place called

All your excuses, they're always in the way Do you think that I'm stupid, make a new one everyday But you can't lie, girl I ain't blind If love is just a game you play, well then you're losin' Always stayin' out late, get off at 8 But you come to door at

Never my love You ask me if there'll come a time When I grow tired of you You wonder if this heart of mine Will lose its desire for you What makes you think love will end When you know that my whole life depends On you (on you) You say you fear I'll

Come and save me tonight You're my angel Baby, you're my angel Come and make it alright I'm alone, yeah, I don't know if I can face the night I'm in tears and the cryin' that I do is for you I want your love Let's break the walls between us Don't make it

Some of them supposed to go, some of them supposed to stay I ain't tryna ruin yours, I'm tryna make a way, yeah I be at the top, that's my favorite place That money gonna come, I don't gotta chase it Them bitches gonna come, I don't gotta chase em I'ma

Come on and turn me on Make me come alive I’m too young to die Touch me, save my life I need your love My body needs a hero Come and save me Something tells me you know how to save me

Shoot you with desire My gun's for hire The word is out that I'm about And I've come gunning for you I'm a real entertainer, a mischief maker A lover of no fixed abode Quick draw on the floor No law give you more Sweet talker, lover of sin