You fell into our arms We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose One gust and we will probably crumble We're backdrifters We tried but there was nothing we could do Nothing we could do This far but no further

Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored Uh-huh uh-huh, jigga what I can't feel, the way I did before Uh-huh uh-huh, jigga who So I, let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do Time won't heal, this damage anymore You're gonna listen to

I'm prolly not what you thought Guess I don't know what to say I leave it all on the stage Look, people ask me what the future is All I know is I'll be doin' this All I know is things are moving quick That's convenient for me 'cause that’s how I live Now

From the outside, stand and judge like enemies Opened eyes, see reality Trying all the while, to knock me down, this tragedy And the days turn to memories How could, how could this be, that I feel nothing As the days pass and replaced by memories What do

Somehow through it all. We carry on Raise you up when you fall. We carry on Carry on, carry on Morning breaks from a night awake, that laid my heart to waste Here in this anguish. Knowing what will end just begins again Heal these wounds to break the

You know what i’m saying You have 4 new voice messages New message What’s up this is clou I know that Formula Vol. 2 is done man I know its fire I need my advanced copy man Hit me back, aite

A table of the deranged, this savage brutal being A shocking way of life living on human offspring Murder of the innocent, his pale grey face expressionless Horrid dismemberment One persons tortures, is another's pleasure Malformation, a diseased brain

Fly to a dream Once I had a dream And this is it Once there was a child's dream One night the clock struck twelve The window open wide Once there was a child's heart The age I learned to fly And took a step outside

We were alone and I was singing this song for you I've been so many places in my life and time I've sung a lot of songs I've made some bad rhyme I've acted out my love in stages With ten thousand people watching But we're alone now and I'm singing this

This is my last serenade This revelation is the death of ignorance Tangled in a state of suffocation Slave to self righteousness Damnation is on your lips From sorrow to serenity, the truth is absolution, From sorrow to serenity, its on your head I feel