Get it on rider And if you want it, you can lean on me Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Let it out rider Well, we all need someone we can lean on Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on She said, my breasts, they will always be open Baby, you

Let it all go, let it all go Let it all out now To let it go, oho, oho But if we're strong enough To let it in, in, in We strong enough And I think you know I don't know why, I don't know why We need to break so hard

Do I run, or lay down and die? Is it time to close my eyes? Everywhere I look these vultures burn the life right outta me Close the curtains, cash me in Gather photographs of the devil you let in Digging deep inside my soul I don't know where to turn

Come, come, my baby come I will show you the world I will cover your nightmares I will love you forever I will not let you go Without you boy Black burn, I feel so alone Now I'm here now I'm hanging out in the street

Brain cutter Soul killer Ominous nefarious completely insane Doctor Butcher and his dungeon of death Unorthodox therapies performed on the brain Prolific practitioner of pain Laying out the tools of his trade Psychosurgery Scalpel, ice-pick and drill

You can jump right in As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby Let the music pull you in Oh and lose yourself again The Southern wind sings again an island lullaby Baby powder beach under my feet has got me rolling And the breeze through

When sorrow sang softly and sweet So let me out of it Out of the cold To bring back light and hope for all And so if I could get you in Just for a little while Into the songs of sorrow You might understand Where am I now

Girl, I'm in love with the thought of you, you, you I did but I don't know how It's gon' take some time But I'll figure it out Why should we fight the feeling Let's just live in the moment Though it's infatuation I'm good with that 'Cause I'm in love

Solitaire, solitaire, neck, ear, solitaire I was just sittin' in a cell playin' solitaire Now they see me everywhere, bracelet full of solitaires Bad bitch from Fort Lauderdale, say she love them solitaires Burr, I'm out pussy It's your worst nightmare

So let’s sit by an English river ‘Til the water runs dry We’re neither saints or sinners So leave your history behind Can we light a cigarette And talk about days gone by? Let’s grab a bottle and take it one day at a time Take it one day at a time Let’s