Clouds and clowns You don't have to come down Tell it like it is You don't have to die before you live Life, woo ooo, life, woo ooo You might get angry sometimes But don't let it turn you around All you gotta do is get your livin' now

Pacin' back and forth in my mind Thinkin' is it really worth it sometimes, ooh You know it get hard when I'm four drinks in I just did too much Now I gotta live with my decisions I avoid none, yeah Can't deny what a body wants, ooh Can't deny what a body

And your love is the best thing that I got And it’s only just begun, but it’s never gonna stop I know sometimes it seems like I I'm just a little bit behind I get back on the beat and you know it So what if I just wanna be a little bit out of my mind I

What's understood ain't gotta be explained Baby you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel When everything goes wrong, you see some bad But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord

Sometimes it all gets a little too much But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same So she didn't let it get in her way And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much She

When you blow at high dough Well, sometimes the faster it gets The less you need to know But you gotta remember The smarter it gets The further its gonna go They shot a movie once, in my hometown Everybody was in it, from miles around Out at the

(ooh ooh) wit no remorse kid its the cold hearted Sometimes I feel I got to (get away) For these streets like a fein for crack But pullin me back Its real got a nigga goin (ooh ooh) cause no matter drama or gossip My heart is your hood my dogs niggas I

You keep me believing When I get the feeling That my prayers have hit the ceiling And those darker days When my faith has lost all meaning I don't remember how I got here When my rose coloured glasses disappeared Sometimes my fingers, they can lose touch

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister

Into the city where it all began You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma Time you gotta move When you, you gonna move to the city? Aw, child, ain't it a pity? Sometimes it gets too shitty Come on and hit me You pack your bags