I'm so, caught up But it seems she's got me twisted Got me feelin' it, caught up I don't know what it is I'm losin' control Really feelin' it, caught up This girl was mean She really turned me out My homies say this girl is crampin' my style

Let's turn up the radio Turn off those stupid singing shows Back to the shack Take me back, back to the shack Back to the strat with the lightning strap Kick in the door, more hardcore Rockin out like it's '94 I know where we need to go Sorry guys I

I know it won't stop if we turn the love up Why should we change? We were amazing yesterday Remove the pressure and if it's meant forever I'll make you stay, don't let this feeling fade away Don't let this feeling fade away Take it slowly 'Cause it feels

To be incomplete The world will turn and we'll both will learn how to be This here now, it's where we touch down I don't wanna look down I don't want us to break up in the cloud I breathe in slow to compose myself But the bleeding heart I left on the

How do you? He's bitter and twisted, he knows what he wants He wants to be loved and he wants to belong He wants you to listen, he wants us to weep And he was a stupid baby who turned into a powerful freak But how do you? He lives with his mother, but we

This is the start of the ending Check mate, there's no defending When it's over, it's over, it's over I'm watching all the moves you make Can't turn back now, it's too late I'm counting all of your mistakes Caught up in a crossfire hurricane Wish I could

They know I don't play about that paper Actavis, Actavis wait on it Soon as I turn out the Ghost they was mad at me I can see jealousy written on they face when they looked at me Sippin' my cup of this muddy, muddy When I fuck on these bitches no

Closer closer to the top Looking down is quite a drop Let me have it all You set up a barrier Don't you know I'd marry ya Can't explain how you make me feel Don't you know I'm feeling real You have turned into a prayer I can feel I'm almost there

Catching my breath, letting it go Turning my cheek for the sake of this show Now that you know, this is my life I won't be told what's supposed to be right Catch my breath, no one can hold me back, I ain't got time for that Catch my breath, won't let

Turn it up now Freaks flock together And make all the be-boys scream I'm mixing business with leather Christmas with Heather Word up to the man thing She's always cold lamping Visine at the canteen