And you're covering me like a bear skin coat Getting harder to breathe under your control I guess you're finally taking over me I'm suffering from your control I keep fighting But the monster won't let me win, oh Oh, can't you stay away from me? A bright

You are the end of everything This is the end of everything I think I'm gonna be sick and it's your fault I haven't slept since I woke up You are wrong, fucked, and overrated And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker Shallow skin, I can paint with

Call you on your phone and never come see you, darling I will never do that I'm roaming through the halls and asking people who be with you just to try to know where you at Yea wassup baby girl I'm just looking over this homework I really need some help

Building up a stack of bones Keeping up with the Jones Getting us all so jacked and jaded Baby if you're asking me Love is really all we need Everything else is overrated, overrated Or where it is you get your name from We're going down if we don't

I won't stop breathing I can't believe what I've become Your world is falling at your feet Watch yourself I'm taking over The cracks in the pavement don't break my stride I step lightly Just 'cause you're breathing Don't mean you're alive

For one moment I wish you'd hold your stage With no feelings at all Open-minded I'm sure I used to be so free Scraping away at my mind Please stop asking me to describe Break me in, teach us to cheat And to lie, cover up

I won't stop breathing. I must be dreaming! I can't believe what I've become, Your world is falling at your feet, Watch yourself, I'm taking over. The cracks in the pavement won't break my stride. I tread lightly,

With the same damn hunger To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all We're not lovers, we're just strangers (You lost it) When I wake up all alone And I'm thinking of your skin I remember, I remember what you told me Said that we're not lovers,

Welcome to D12 World! Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick, When D12 rock this summer it's over with. All these bitches and all these hoes, What the fuck you looking at me for? (You, nigga!). Oh yeah, you like my chain, want to get your skinny

I got money to blow They can't help it, And I can't blame 'em Since I got famous But bitch I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills fall All over your skin Oh oh oh ooh I got oh oh Oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh ooh ooh