Too many faces, too many faces, too many faces Yeah, what's your definition of success? (Ayy!) I don't trust the thoughts that come come inside my head (woo!) I don't trust this thing that beats inside my chest Who I am and who I wanna be cannot connect; why?

A hero of war Yeah that's what I'll be And when I come come home They'll be damn proud of me me I'll carry this flag To To the grave if I must Cause it's a flag that I love And a flag that I trust He said son, have you seen the world?

There would be a riot Breakin' up my heart, I'd try to to fight it If I ever lost you I could go out every night but I'd be lyin' If I said I could live and breathe There'd be a lot of lonely Wishin' and prayin' that you would hold me me Come Come back to to me

Come Come on get ya put it on me me baby And everything in the world is right Stars align whenever my body And when I got your skin on mine Fear gives way to to heaven inside me me Is touching your body Whenever my body is touching your body All the burnin’ lights Go

Give him something to to say. Something super fly, never play. All I hear is disgrace. Erase them all and reclaim my place. Yes, you feel it come, right now! You can feel it now or be stoned What the fuck?! I'm so dumb, therefore I can't relate. I'm so

Well, well, well So I can die easy The devil's gonna make up my dying bed When it comes to to bury me me Put a fifth of rum in my hand Might as well come come and take my soul 'Cause I can't take it to to the promised land Meet me me, brother, meet me me For I have so much

Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to to fly, fly to to live, do or die There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to to get airborne Got to to get up for the coming

Get your sexy on (go 'head be gone with it) I'm bringin' sexy back (yeah) Come Come here girl (go 'head be gone with it) Come Come to the back (go 'head be gone with it) VIP (go 'head be gone with it) Drinks on me me (go 'head be gone with it) Let me me see what you're

Oh my god, look at my Roley Too much sauce Look at my squad, like holy moly Look at my squad Nah, come come on T, man Not even chatting to to these bruddas, man They're boys, man, baby boys Still got Oysters and that Not even oyster perpetuals

What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I hurt myself today