Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way To read between the lines That lead between the lines That lead me to you All that I ask you is Show me how to follow you and I'll obey Teach me how

Silent dance with death. Everything is lost. Torn by the arrival of Autumn. The blink of an eye, you know it's me. You keep the dagger close at hand. And you saw nothing. False love turned to pure hate. The wind cried a lamentation, before merging with

I'm the king of sorrow, yeah I'm crying everyone's tears It's just a day that brings it all about Just another day and nothing's any good The DJ's playing the same song I have so much to do I have to carry on The king of sorrow King of sorrow

Never held me in my darkest hours Once we were made like towers Everything could've been ours Nothing at all You never brought me flowers And you left it so late that my heart feels nothing nothing in towers But you left it too late now my heart feels

Kick it back, find a good song on the radio, 'Til we get lost in a sunset falling Lay a blanket by the creek Where the moon peeks over that sycamore tree No one watching Now there ain't nothing wrong, baby, you and I Gettin' down to some up all night And

Baby, there's nothing holding me back There's nothing holding me back Oh, I've been shaking I love it when you go crazy You take all my inhibitions You take me places that tear up my reputation Manipulate my decisions I know we'd be alright, I know we'd

I remember being broke and down bad Now I pay nothing for my sneakers 'cause I'm NAV He can't get a feature so he mad I ain't nothing like these rappers they won't last I don't wanna call her now she sad It's 'cause I'm getting money fucking bitches

If I ain't got nothing, I got you If I ain't got something I don't give a damn, 'cause I got it with you I don't know much about algebra, but I know one plus one equals two And it's me and you That's all we'll have when the world is through 'Cause baby

As the homeland plans enemies Passive attraction, programmed reaction Lonesome for no one when The room was empty and War as we knew it was obsolete Nothing could beat complete denial All we do is talk, sit, switch screens All we do is talk, static split

Ayo, ayo, ayo Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto, ghetto Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto Yeah, let me holla at you real quick I'm gonna bring y'all back to the good old, good old days You feel me? Some of that Good old, good old, good old