I know you, and I think I love you When I'm down and feelin' sad,you always comfort me I know you and can't you feel our love just growing,growing, growing, growing, To know you, is to love you,but to know me, is not that way you see 'Cause you make me,

Want me to love you in moderation Then bow your head in the house of God And little girl, who do you think you are? You think you need it, you think you want love You wouldn't want it if you knew what it was Do I look moderate to you? Sip it slowly and

I've just begun It's about that time, gotta get mine You can't kill me 'Cause I'm already inside you Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it You're goin' down, this is a war! Enemy, show me what you wanna be I can handle anything Even if I can't handle you!

Shouldn't feel so far apart You can choose what you take Why you gotta break and make it feel so hard Watch you when you say What you are and when you blame Everyone, you broken king Watch you change the frame or Watch you when you take your aim At the

Wight is Wight La-la-la-la-la-la Dylan is Dylan Viva Donovan C'est comme un soleil Dans le gris du ciel Wight is Wight, et

Everybody's feelin' fine And everything will be alright Every little things gonna be alright Cause we chillin' in the summer time, Not a cloud in the sky I don't wanna fuss and fight, no Life's to short to waste time oh-no Cause the we're soakin' up the

Farewell to old friends Oh, where'd you go? Let's raise a glass to the bitter end The words that you said They still ring in my head Don't you know We say goodbye With a tear in our eye It's alright, you can sleep tonight

Next to you But here I am The sky is so blue I never came to the beach or stood by the ocean I never sat by the shore under the sun with my feet in the sand But you brought me here and I'm happy that you did 'Cause now I'm as free as birds catching the

Like oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all in my fronts Like 7 AM I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Aye, I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch get out my face .45 on my waist, boy get out my

Yeah you’ll never be whole, yeah you’ll never be whole Until you lose control But I will try For you and I, for you and I Now I’m staring at the moon wondering why the bottom fell out I’ve been searching for answers and there’s questions I’ve found Open