Dear father forsaken, you knew what you were doing Yeah, in ruin, yeah A childhood innocence was drowned in your tears The demons that you fought are feeding your fears The poisoned secrets of your life stand revealed The truth destroys you, its no

Live long and die for me We are killed gods We make this world worth saving (are) Are you prepared to believe? (killed) Kill everything that kills you (gods) Wallow in the winter of it Discover what you truly covet Underneath the floor, above it

What are we gonna do If we lose that fire If we start to doubt, if that fire goes out I don't wanna lose you To some bullshit hurt that could've been helped I'm trying to tell you something That good good heart is your greatest wealth So what are we

Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? And now all my friends are gone I can still remember The words and what they meant As we etched

I was just trying to be cool I was just trying to be like you I'm a spark and you're a boom What am I supposed to do? And that weekend up in the islands They stop and stare Flashes filling the silence Of a Hollywood love affair Waking up in the islands

Don't surrender, surrender, surrender Please remember, remember December We were so in love back then Are you listening To what they say? Don't go that way Remember, remember, December Please remember Don't surrender

I will bid farewell to all lies, I will bid farewell sever the ties I will bid farewell, sever the ties. is this what I am? Is this all that's left? Turn from deceit, the love of self is death, deliverance is given to you I will bid farewell sever the

When I am with her, I am glad the boy who's with her Is nobody else but me She thinks I'm grand, that's grand for me She may be wrong but if we get along "What do we care?", say we Walking on the shore, swimming in the sea I want to be no one but me I am

It's the real thing, you are now real, real niggas, niggas Yo, what's up niggas and niggettes? N.W.A is back in this motherfucker And this is only the single Wait until the motherfuckin' album comes out We gon' have some more of that good shit The shit

I want my mullet back My old Camero, and my eight-track Fuzzy dice hangin' loose and proud ZZ Top, they're playin' loud A simple time, that's what I miss Your mini skirt and your sweet kiss Things are changin' man, and that's a fact, but Bell bottoms