Shine down, don't take it away from me, no And I know you know how, yeah It's taken forever to get me off the ground Oh, shine down But I still believe in immortal love Shine down, just give me a chance to feel it So tired sleeping through the day

Stop all this talk, turn off the telephone Open up another bottle, send those people home Let it get real quiet, turn that lamp way down low I'm gonna float down this river of tears I remember how we spoke on the days he was dry Even now that he's gone

Knock, knock, knockin' on heavens door. Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Ma, take this badge off of me. I can't use it any more. It's getting dark, too dark to see. Ma, take these guns away from me. I can't shoot them any more. There's a long

We're coming home again Well, nobody cares Everyone left you They're all out without you havin' fun Does anyone care if nobody cares? Get me out of here right now After ten cups of coffee Nobody likes you

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

We weren't born to follow Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah Come on and get up off your knees When life is a bitter pill to swallow You gotta hold on to what you believe Believe that the sun will shine tomorrow And that your saints and

She's got way to get me spinnin' off track She's got a way, when she flips her hair back Yeah she knows that I'm starin' She's got a way when she dances like that She's gotten good and makin' me want her back Never thought I'd be here fallin' All in

A.K.A. stem cells Errybody know the cat like a dope meme I got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend They saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve Nowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing Like how them hoes want to get it with L They know

I've been thinking about Setting my house on fire Can't see a way out of the mess I'm in And the bills keep getting higher All I need is a match and a gallon of gas God I'm getting tired Gonna set this house on fire Going off the deep end

I ain't the same Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know I must confess, I copped the chains I hit the club, I made it rain I hit the road, I made a name I came home, I ain't the same These niggas know Gettin' more hoes than that nigga John