With a gun in your hand, I'm the boogieman I'm gonna come and get you You've got to help us, can you? Yes you can You've got to help us, can you? Yes you can, oh If you point a gun at my rising sun Though we're not the one But in the bounds of your mind

So, I'm writing' you this letter between rests 'Cause yesterday a bullet found my chest And I don't got the energy to dress myself And I can't walk without help I can't remember why I joined this war And I can't tell you what we're fighting' for I guess

For all this misery Well I ain't got nothing Sure can tell you I'm gonna throw it down and go Staying out here That's the last thing on my mind I need shackles on my feet I need someone to save my soul's defeat I ain't got nothing

I kiss you blush Some kind of lust I want to feel my head overthrown I've got enough It's in the touch I kiss your knees and I try to be bold I try not to reason with myself. Should be calling, Calling for your help

Stand for somethin' Come back, come back, babe Gotta fight for somethin' Gotta make the place Take the truth (take the) Get through Brotha man, young man Let me tell you somethin' Told him help me please

This time, please someone come and rescue me 'Cause you on my mind, it's got me losing it It's not healthy for me to feel this S.O.S., please someone help me Y.O.U. are making this hard I'm lost, you got me lookin' for the rest of me Love is testing me,

na na nana na na na Congratulations Help me find a sharper knife, I need to cut you out my life I take it all, I let it slide But hey, you went too far this time Congratulations, got what you wanted You're winning now Congratulations, you got your shot in

Come on and let me hear your prayer I'm going down to the city, I got a home there Let me hear your hosanna Hey brother don't you sing so quiet, no I need a beacon to guide me through the night Oh let me hear your hosanna Oh my heart is tattered and my

Help me baby, ain't no stranger Yeah, you got satin shoes Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin' down

Can't help but think about the situation Tryna get to see but my mind's racing Only got each other we can turn to Lying here, I know they'll never break you free You ain't got no money, I ain't got no time All these faces lookin' funny when I'm drivin'