I pray to the Lord, my soul to take Before I wake My soul to take, my soul to take, my soul to take Like we always do at this time, Cole blowin' your mind Hey dummy, this no accident, all of this was designed Took my time, crept from behind And I opened

I'll wait for you I'm not givin' up, givin' up I will fight I will fight for you I always do until my heart Is black and blue I'll reach my hands out in the dark And wait for yours to interlock 'Cause I'm not givin' up

Let go, let go We hold our fears too tight Begin, begin To live your life, the present is our future past I've got to take a breath My mind is racing Catch up, catch up I've got to pace myself, I'm always wondering, But I don't need to go right now

When you can't find today, oh Search all you want, oh They were always right here Well you won't find it here, oh Well the fortunes you seek, oh No need for tomorrow It was always right here You say that you're down, now Can't find a place to rest your

And it's beginning to get to me That I know more of the stars and sea Than I do of what's in your head Barely touching in our cold bed They're always fighting with aching joints It's doing nothing but tire us out No one knows what this fight's about We

How bad do you want it? How bad do you need it? When I'm here on this highway Breathing diesel smoke Driving hard for hours Trying to make that Memphis show People always ask me "Son what does it take

Shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa Shake it out, shake it out, And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back So shake him off, oh whoa It's always darkest before the dawn I can see no way, I can see no way Shake it out, shake it out Regrets collect

Pounding all these spikes in my veins Looking at my thoughts, I take my time Never gonna run away But the pain always gets in the way Slowly watch me die I’m insane, so dangerous Don’t you dare get in my way Throwing in the towel Got me strained, so

Shawty I want, shawty I want Whatever you want, whatever you want I'm so offended Just hit a 5th of the bottle And I'm in for it, I'm in for it Call over your homegirls, tell 'em I'm on it No more excuses, you always do this I know what I want, I know

These streets ain't so pretty What good would that be Would you like me if I had a gun Dodging cops always on the run now Getting caught up over petty drama Selling drugs to somebody's momma I'm telling you these streets ain't I swear everything that