No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance

In a dream yeah, thinking bout codeine yeah Chop it like I'm in the matrix (Ay) Balmain pocket extra cake (Ay) Have you ever made a million dollars with your talent (Have you) Have you ever fucked a bitch ass so fat lose your balance (Have you) All these

It's just that demon life has got me in its sway It's just that demon life has got you in its sway It's just that demon life has got me Did you ever wake up to find A day that broke up your mind Destroyed your notion of circular time Ain't flinging tears

Nigga this is what that jungle do That jungle made me go harder That jungle turned me to a monster You been plottin' nigga, wasn't you? I should have never even fucked with you Yeah I started in the back, had to skip the line though I'mma keep that shit

There's never a right time to say goodbye But I gotta make the first move Cause if I don't, you gonna start hating me Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you Girl, it's not you, it's me I, I gotta, gotta figure out what I need, oh But we

You wonder why you make girls cry You went straight for the knife And I prepared to die Your blade it shines Looked me straight in the eye You turned the gas on high Held the flame alight You wonder why I'm scared of fire

That original lifeline Original lifeline I'm the same, I'm the same I'm try'na change Cause there’s a hole where your heart lies And I see can it with my third eye And though my touch, it magnifies You pull away, you don't know why Hey, look up

There's a road that takes me home Take me fast or take me slow Throw my head out the window Feel the wind, make me whole Write my name up in the sky As we contemplate goodbye I don't know, we don't know, where we go I know, I know Got a hole in my head

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah That is just so typically me Oh baby, baby I'm not that innocent Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I think I did it again I made you believe we're more than just friends

Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Yes now, wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Have you got the nerve to drive poor papa Taj from your door? Woke up this mornin' baby, I had them Statesboro blues. Statesboro Georgia, that is. Woke up this mornin,