Nigga, my gun go off - you see the barrel turning You feel the hollows burning, nigga, now you're learning Nigga, my gun go off - call it attempted murder Nigga, I'm trying to murk you when I come back busting Nigga, my gun go off - don't try to say I'm

Coming over the hills (I'll never go away again I swear) It's turning darker with the passing time, But I'll be here still (I hope you're not asleep when I get there) I'm a night owl waiting for you. Praying for bright head lights Where the stables the

Depression and obsession don't mix well Hollywood motels Hell, I think I'm just obsessed with you I'm poisoned and my body don't feel well I hate her, it's hard to love how I feel my stomach turning Make out hill, where we met We let our lips do all the

I just need a little mercy, mercy on me I drank your holy water, your liberty, your make-believe I could use a little mercy, oh mercy on me I sing your lullabies, your melodies like a symphony I keep burning You keep turning me down Followed your name,

For the good times Don't' look so sad I know it's over But life goes on And this world Keeps on turning Let's just be glad We have this time

I can't give you, what you think you gave me It's time to say goodbye to turning tables I can't keep up with your turning tables Under your thumb, I can't breathe To turning tables I won't ask you, you to just desert me Next time I'll be braver I'll be

As low as you go Taking you as low as you go (Low as you go) You be my passerby I'll be your one to pass through Screws inside Turn so tight Turning on you

So long to the boys in the band Goodbye traveling Goodbye travelling Freight train Why am i , iým arriving late tonight And the world is turning Round and round the sun All the places spinning by and by one by one Coming home, iým on time Been gone such

It's late - It's late - It's late But not too late You say you love me And I hardly know your name And if I say I love you in the candle light There's no-one but myself to blame But there's something inside That's turning my mind away Woh - how I could

I don't want to be a restless soul Running on empty, burning up the road Never knowing what I'm trying to find While the wheels keep turning in the back of my mind I don't want to take the long way home Sleeping on the roadside, move along Heading about,