It's gonna be OK When every star falls from the sky And every last heart in the world breaks When every ship is going down I don't fear nothing when I hear you say When I find myself in the middle, in the middle, in the middle Could you love me more,

Plus, they keep bud in the kitchen, fuck some eggs and grits Jimmy Henchman with the shipment, I sold a lot of shit Woke up in the mornin', bust down me a brick East Atlanta, Zone 6, Gucci really rich Heard I killed a man allegedly, but I didn't bust a

How does a ragtag volunteer army in need of a shower Somehow defeat a global superpower? How do we emerge victorious from the quagmire? Leave the battlefield waving Betsy Ross’ flag higher? Turns out we have a secret weapon An immigrant you know and love

A crack in the surface A flaw in the plan (Plans we made together, almost buried in the sand) A cadence imperfect Like a building condemned (Can we indemnify ourselves if we don't face what we're against) A sinking ship, an awkward kiss A chance to set

I want to scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me You can only blame your problems on the world for so long Before it all becomes the same old song As soon as we hit the hospital I know we're gonna leave

A bunch low lives living the high life Money burning a hole right through the pockets of holey jeans I can still remember when Grandpa died and our ship came in Daddy said he left momma and him more money than we'd ever seen And just like that we were

Hey! you're banjaxed! Hey! you're screwed! And death is coming for you! Trapped on an island lost at sea! Shipwrecked! Shipwrecked your destiny! Shipwrecked you will cease to be! Get drunk or die! It's 3 years to the very day

So this world can't find a way to leave you cold And know you're not the only ship out on the ocean Save your strength for things that you can change Forgive the ones you can't You gotta let it go La la la la la la (let it go, let it go) let it go Spent

Right at you And I'm aiming right at you Two hundred fifty thousand miles on a clear night in June I'm a space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon Without you We touch I feel a rush It isn't much but its enough to make me wonder what's in store

Oden! Guide our ships Our axes, spears and swords Guide us through storms that whip And in brutal war The warming sun returns again And melts away the snow The sea is freed from icy chains Winter is letting go Standing on the ocean side