The way he should I got it bad, and that ain't good Never treats me sweet and gentle 'Cause I got it bad, and that ain't good My poor heart is sentimental Not made of wood But when the weekend's over And Monday rolls around My man and me We pray some

Caught in the darkness The room is getting colder my body is on hold Lying in bed and unable to move The darkness in 24 See the old hag sitting over me The smell of rotten breath and blasphemy No way out only darkness here Feel my eyes filling up with

Deep in my heart, I know that it's over When we were younger, younger You and me were so, so close And maybe that's what hurts the most So I just save my breath Deleted your number so I can't call you Call you my brother, the way that we used to I've

Oh, there's always time to change your mind Oh, I'm going to mess this up Oh, this is just my luck Over and over and over again In the meantime we let it go At the roadside we used to know We can let this drift away Oh, we let this drift away And there's

Fly away, far away. He'd made up his mind, His boss said to him Pull yourself together, Sammy was low, Just watching the show, Over and over again. He knew it was time, To leave his dead life behind.

Like you wish you never met me I alone take the blame While you take everything Why can’t we start this over What have we done to us You say that you need closer I refuse to fade away As you try to forget me Take my heart and walk away

'Til I see you again That's the only way to go Fightin' the good fight Til the good Lord calls you home This is our last goodbye So be well my friend Preacher said he died too young Over there totin' that gun For Uncle Sam and our freedom

May I please remain in this space For darts screech by my desires Life threatening lifestyles A hitman, a nun, lovers Arise as did the gods ninti Long not for the one who've lost their way! Arise as did the gods ninti, Art thou not human man Not human

Good fortune comes our way And we ride down Kings Highway, yeah yeah Lover, I'll await the day When the time gets right I'm gonna pick you up And take you far way from From trouble my love Under a big ol' sky

Over the edge I want to believe To the need what you say and the art you create You're digging your grave, my helpless enemy I want to preserve this legacy Again we'll wash away the blood And all the years will start to rust Crashing waves to the fire of