("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline") I never have dinner with the President Got damn I'm glad y'all set it off Used to be hard now you're just wet and soft First you was down with the AK And now I see you on a video with Michelle? Lookin' like

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

She's not anyone Gonna write a song so she can see Give her all the love she gives to me Talk of better days that have yet to come Never felt this love from anyone Talking to the songbird yesterday Flew me to a past not far away She's a little pirate in

Sometimes it all gets a little too much But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same So she didn't let it get in her way And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much She

I let my guard down And then you pulled the rug I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved Into nightfall And you're not here To get me through it all Somebody to have Now the day bleeds I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to

Ignorance will crush us, destroy all that we have And now we offer this small bit of wisdom The heart it came from will set you on your way So let us rejoice that, the powers in our hands So let us rejoice that the power's in our hands Let it be know

You don't have the answers but you're always blaming me. It only lies in your behalf in animosity. You decide it's up to you, make it what you'll be. After all you seem to be it makes no sense to me. Don't point your finger at me It's all your odyssey.

What ya got on tonight I miss you baby It's drivin' me crazy All I think about lately Is, girl I gotta have it You're makin' me imagine Show me what I'm missin' Girl I need a picture Of what ya got on tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

Have more faith in me I'm not guided by ways That will lead to nothing I grow this garden Use me or let me go This is too much to take Move me or let me fall Relieve me of this burden Make me see

If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why don't I dream anymore I'm in the garden All the trees bear fruit I have to pick them before they fall I finally grab one I hold it in my hand I open it up