They're a part of the list Things like your, funny little laugh I come up with Something new, every single time That I sit an reminisce Things that I miss, Or the way you smile or the way we kiss What I noticed is this And you'll live in my

It's fine by me I'm just saying it's fine by me And we can live like this forever If you never leave There's no one else around You're not the type Type of girl to remain With the guy, with the guy too shy Too afraid to say, he'll give his heart to you

Tell me, tell me Everybody, sing Like it's the last song you will ever sing We were born for this Do you feel the pressure now? (We were born for this) Everybody, live Like it's the last day you will ever see Can you feel the pressure?

We can send this bitch up, it can't go down Memories don't live like people do They always 'member you Whether things are good or bad It's just the memories that you have Reliving the past Rock star bitch call me Elvis M.O.B, she call me selfish

We are immortal We rise from the wraith We are eternal You are my blood legion Tonight, it feels like a good day to die Tonight, it feels like a good day to rise Tonight, we live Tonight, it feels like a good day to fly

I just don't understand The ways of the world today Sometimes I feel Like there's nothing to live for So I'm longing for the days of yesterday Won't somebody tell me Remember back in the time When the only sign we had was pickets But now in '94, it be

I can’t deny, I’d die without this Make me feel like a god I’m addicted to this I must confess Shove your kiss straight through my chest Music, love and sex (Adrenalize me) I crave excess Turning wine into sweat dripping down my neck

We are immortal We rise from the wraith We are eternal You are my blood legion Tonight, it feels like a good day to die Tonight, it feels like a good day to rise Tonight, we live Tonight, it feels like a good day to fly

What it do, Coming at you live, it's your boy big Snoop Dogg Got my nephew Soulja Boy in this mothafucker We need you to move like pronto, like expeditiously, Matter fact Soulja Boy, holla at 'em nephew. Pronto, pronto you know it how we ball She dancin'

Late nights in the city, causin' hell Burn this bitch into the ground, oh well If all we got tonight, let's do this right Let's do this right Let's go to (paradise) When you right here, I come alive One more hit and we can fly This shit feel like