Just make it painless On and on, I don't know if I want it (On and on I don't know what I want) Creature comfort, make it painless Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback Saying God, make me famous If you can't just make it painless (On and on I

The morning sun Traveler in Time Knowing that there's no rhyme The Morning Sun of Dune In the desert of my life When I'm a million miles from home The holy war's Waiting for

I'm a wandering stranger And I love you And you love me Someday we can make it together Just you and me, oh just you and me Lost all alone I'm a million miles away I know you're waiting for To come home again

What are we here for? Let's be an example right now We don't wanna regret this Don't say maybe later then maybe turns too late, oh What are we doing alone staring up at the moon? Know our night is waiting, oh yeah Do you wanna go or do you wanna stay? I

And I will wait, I will wait for you 'Cause I will wait, I will wait for you Well, I came home like a stone And I fell heavy into your arms These days of dust which we've known Will blow away with this new sun But I'll kneel down wait for now And I'll

Shut up and drive, drive, drive So if you feel it let me know, know, know Come on now what you're waiting for, for, for My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode So start me up and watch me go, go, go Get you where you wanna go, if you know what I

You know it We were made for each other so My shattered heart is on the ground I've got to see your face right now Just tell me where and you'll find me waiting there And if love is made of glass Can we pick up the pieces

I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger When it was

Let me put some kush up in it Roll up, wait a minute Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale I know you tryna get high Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways Make her work for this suicide Holla at me 'cause I got it all day No need to fly to Jamaica For the

Shut it down Lotta work left to do, the sun’s still out Any hay to make can wait for now Take it on in the house She likes to watch him out the window Goin’ ‘round in circles under the sun Somethin’ ‘bout a man on a tractor With his hat on backwards