What you expected from his next of kin I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin' The lesson from the Smith and Wesson is depressin' Niggas keep

Blame it on my youth You were my adored one Then you became the bored one I was like a toy That brought you joy one day A broken toy That you preferred to throw away If I expected love When we first kissed

My vision is blurring as the light starts fade So these are the walls that have to hold this moment I never expected to be here again On my back, breathing heavy staring at the light Praying this isn't the end, but pretty sure it might be On my back, got

Para-para-paradise (Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh) This could be para-para-paradise Para-paradise When she was just a girl she expected the world This could be para, be paradise But it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep Dreamed of

Blame it on my youth. If I cried a little bit When first I learned the truth, Don't blame it on my heart, If I expected love when first we kissed, If only for you I did exist, I believed in everything, Like a child of three, You meant more than anything,

Rivers get connected so much stronger than expected, well Sick love comes to wash us away Prisons of perspective How your vision gets corrected and Sick love is my modern cliché I don't know but it's been said Your heart is stronger than your head And

Might like to go to the show To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow Tell me is something eluding you, sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see? If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes You'll just have to claw your

Para-para-paradise This could be para-para-paradise When she was just a girl she expected the world Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh But it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of Para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise,

If I hurry I can still make Cheyenne She never knew what his calls might bring With a cowboy like him, it could be anything And she always expected the worst In the back of her mind She said, don't bother comin' home By time you get here I'll be long

I usually have an answer to the question But this time I'm gon' be quiet (this time) Ain't nothing like the feeling of uncertainty, the eeriness of silence This time, it was so unexpected Last time, it was the drugs he was lacing All legends fall in the