I wish for this night-time To last for a lifetime The darkness around me Shores of a solar sea Oh how I wish to go down with the sun The sun is sleeping quietly

I wanna do something that matters Say something different Something that sets the whole world on it's ear I wanna do somethin' better, with the time I've been given And I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life And leave nothin' less that something

I was a hum-drum person Leading a life apart When love flew in through my window wide And quickened my hum-drum heart Love flew in through my window I was so happy then But after love had stayed a little while Love flew out again What is this thing

Wanna get it jacked up yeah Let's crank it on up yeah With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a truck yeah We can love it on up yeah 'Til the sun comes up yeah And if you think this life I love is a little too country If you like it up loud

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life (Everybody needs to chill) What do you know about Pac's life? What do you know? What do you know? (Only real niggas stay on top) Uh oh, uh oh, oh! Oh! Oh! They ain't ready for this

How could you I will not run You are the river Pour out of this life You are the morning bird Who sang me into life every day You are the blood of me The harvest of my dreams

Baby fall into my kiss It should just happen like this Trust it so much that there's no one else but us and This moment that says it's so right 'Cause that's all we have in this life Give it all we got tonight July moonlight shines Your pretty little

Life's so shitty, but ain't it fuckin' great? Local bands (suck these nuts) U.s. bands (suck these nuts) Worldwide bands (suck these nuts) All you bands can suck these fuckin' nuts! I don't like a fuckin' thing! music sucks dick Suck the snot end off the

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

My truth will be my own You say it doesn't matter, get used to fear I tell you, that's the problem What it's done to you, the way you live your life This is where you pick yourself up, brush off the ashes Clear the smoke and soot from your eyes Their