You don't know the hell that's coming Everybody get on the ground We are are the override We are are the override oh oh The ghosts have killed enough Familiar haunts have had enough Too much thought will give you doubt And now they found you

Only pain, all in vain Since day one you try your best To get what you need the most The solution is you, becoming a god The day you get to the point All illusions are are lost The problem is you, becoming so cold Just wanted to be good Just wanted to be gold

I was born to love you With every single beat of my heart Every single day of my life Born, to love you An amazing feeling Comin' through I wanna love you I wanna love you, love you, love you Yes, I was born to take care of you, ha

I love you, honey I'm talkin' to you Hot legs, are you still in school? Who's that knockin' on my door? It's gotta be a quarter to four Is it you again, comin' round for more? Well, you can love me tonight if you want

Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Looking for a All I really want is to be your Don't be scared to come put your trust in me Can't you see all I really want to be Is your boyfriend Can't fight that Knock me down you know I'm coming right back

I should tell you Christmas bells are are ringing How time flies When compassion dies No stocking, no candy canes No gingerbread, no safety net No loose change, no change, no Santa Claus is coming 'Cause Santa Claus ain't coming

What about the love? (Coming with me) What about the labor? (Coming with me) What about the seeds? (It's coming with me) Cold stares can never put the fear in me Let's just not talk about it The people that you came with (Coming with me) The people that

We gonna come together, we gonna celebrate We gonna gather 'round, like it's your birthday I don't wanna know, just what I'm gonna do I don't care where your going, I'm coming along with you It's in the way she often calls me out It's in the curve of

You hardwire I'll try to play the guitar. You are everything you are Nothing at all. Giving for chances to Stay smoke is gone Pass by the morning Though we both see it coming We don't run. Let the silence settle in our bones.

I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe I'm thinking 'bout coming home I love you in the morning when the blood runs to your cheeks Babe, you are the first thing and the last thing that I'd see I was just a boy striking matches upon your heart I couldn't