What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I hurt myself today

I don't wanna be famous I just wanna be rich Makeup for my bitch I don't fuck with these niggas Stop pretending and shit 40 Mill with some acres We don't fuck with you, we don't fuck with you We don't fuck with you 40 mill with some acres

How much difference does it make? How much difference? I will light the match this morning so I won't be alone Watch as she lies silent For soon light will be gone Oh I will stand arms outstretched pretend I'm free to roam Oh I will make my way through

It's just the lights coming on It's so easy to set off The molecules and the caplets They all have something against me Nothing I do makes me feel different This one's like your sister's best friends In a bath calling you to join them Can't avoid them

I just want to get closer than close to you. I know that one way or the other Any test of my faith will do. And lovers fall for lovers' friends. We make each other cry, Living in each others lives And trying to make the fantasy come true. She'll read

One last time We'll lay down today It doesn't make any sense This tragic ending In spite of the evidence There's something still missing Heard some of the rumors told A taste of one's wealth Did Victoria wound his soul?

To make you feel safe from me Tonight I'm sleeping wide awake I can't promise we'll be okay But I'll keep fighting 'til the end I made the darkness sleep again To flee the creatures from this land We're now safe but I can't forget Oh, hard a fear

Time makes two, it takes two to heal a broken heart Time makes two love Makes more than friends Time makes true love More than just pretend Makes you count the nights And the moments Time will heal your troubles

Might be what I need (This side) To the edge I'll race you To the end I'll make it All the risk, I'll take it Head bang with my four friends We pour taste out for the dead This is the blood, the body, the life right now The hype right now

What's this young man to do? And when the summer ends, yeah I can't make no sense of this I'll be there hiding And when the sun rises, yeah I'll stay warm forever We spit from the Moon And found their heads down below I can't make no sense of this at all