So I look to the sky, tell me why, tell me why, Do they all get to live, and I have to die? And the angels sing "let it shine, let it shine" Dry the teardrops from my eyes. And the bells will ring when the blind lead the blind, 'Cause the dead can't

Load up your six-shot baby Put it to my head Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay your guns down let me die (scars) I walk this road alone Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye

You're on fire As we let go It is your faith And then we shift into overdrive But you're not here And your legs and the stars collide Like you didn't know The temple of bodies

Load up your six-shot baby Put it to my head Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay your guns down let me die (scars) I walk this road alone Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye

How could you put us through it? How could you take his life away? (What made you think you had the right?) How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life) And when I heard you let him die Uncle Sam taught him to shoot Maybe a little too

I’ve finally let you go and left the past to die This is my resignation from All that we’ve loved and left behind In the grave you dug for me A frame of bones reside A graven, barren, broken tomb Resides where once delicate orchids bloomed No revocation

Behind those eyes of blue I want to know how does it feel You've made your mistakes And now your heart aches People may say you've had your chance And let it slip away But hard as they try There's a dream that won't die Maybe once in a while

Let me try again; let me try again. Think of all we had before, Let me try once more. We can have it all, you and I again. Just forgive me or I´ll die. Please let me try again. I know I said that I was leaving, But I just couldn't say good-bye. It was

Live it up for the weekend Pour it up, have the time of your life Take a shot for the regrets Double up and it's bound to get buck wild Hey ladies, let your hair down We know ain't nobody scared now, hell nah Just do your thing like it's spring break We

Can I live 'til my last day Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Yo what's beef to you, three niggas with hoodies and bats That ain't shit compared to one small cat with gats