Glaciers melting in the dead of night Supermassive black hole And the superstars (you set my soul alight) sucked into the supermassive You set my soul alight And the superstars sucked into the supermassive Oh baby don't you know I suffer? Oh baby can you

I was lonely But after all you told me I'd be okay 'Cause friends are worth a whole lot more than money Can hold on and believe I hope that everyone who's felt like me You got me back on my feet again You said that lovers come and they go You said that

You bout to, journey into the mind of a psychopath killer Blood spiller, mentality much iller Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain and his silent screams You'll feel his pain and his violent screams I'm the devil, if

And can I hit it in the morning The sun rising while you moanin' Can I hit it in the morning Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline I'm trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime You fine as hell, I guess I met you for a

An' tip our hats An' raise our glasses of cold, cold beer They say country's fadin' There's a little dive on a dead-end road Called the Cross-Eyed Cricket Waterin' Hole Where you can hear the sound of a steel guitar An' get loud an' rowdy with P-B-R But

Does it hurt Every time you walk in a room Does it feel like work Keepin' them country boys off of you Tell me, tell me Are you tired of runnin' Through my mind's Poor boy neighborhood All, tell me does it hurt

Such a mean old man Mean Mister Mustard sleeps in the park Shaves in the dark trying to save paper Sleeps in a hole in the road Saving up to buy some clothes Keeps a ten-bob note up his nose His sister Pam works in a shop She never stops, she's a

Put these MC's on deep freeze Yeah, I roll deep on these Using my name for a dead bit of fame, tryna get up in the game, yeah right nigga, fuck that Stormz' ain't grime and Stormz' ain't clash, look don't be fooled 'cause the war ting, I love that Call

Is this who you are? (Is this who you are?) Some sweet violent urge A weak fallen man (A weak fallen man) With the promise of an end Why are you here? Are you listening? Can you hear what

(please enjoy) Hell yes I'm movin' this way I'm doin' this thing Looking for my place On assembly lines Fake prizes Risin' out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up on purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco