Can't help myself I gotta be where the lights are shinning down on me I wanna feel the sun So turn that walk into a run, gonna bring the party when I come Sing out if you wanna have some fun And into the spotlight we will go, follow me 'cause baby life's

I believe in rock 'n' roll I work so hard I'm dealt the cards I'm told exactly what to do I lose control I rock 'n' roll It's gonna help to see me through Check it out

Then she'll leave you with a smile At first she's gonna come on strong Like she'll love you all night long Like it's going out of style Well, you can't help but wonder Why you can't help but love her But you can't help love her And all that hurtin' was

Why don't you be the artist, and make me out of clay? Why don't you be the writer and decide the words I say? 'Cause I'd rather pretend I'll still be there at the end Only it's too hard to ask, won't you try to help me You wait, I wait, casting shadows,

Then she'll leave you with a smile At first she's gonna come on strong Like she'll love you all night long Like it's going out of style Well, you can't help but wonder Why you can't help but love her But you can't help love her And all that hurtin' was

Damn, it must suck to be a fuck nigga Ol' greedy ass nigga only thinking 'bout himself They get the fame, then get the wealth But people are struggling, who did you help? People are struggling, who did you help? Who did you help, fuck nigga? To all the

Help me make it through the night I don't care who's right or wrong I don't try to understand Let the devil take tomorrow Lord tonight I need a friend Yesterday is dead and gone And tomorrow's out of sight And it's sad to be alone

So, I'm writing' you this letter between rests 'Cause yesterday a bullet found my chest And I don't got the energy to dress myself And I can't walk without help I can't remember why I joined this war And I can't tell you what we're fighting' for I guess

Stone in love Those summer nights are callin' Can't help myself, I'm fallin' Burnin' love comes once in a lifetime Those crazy nights, I do remember in my youth I do recall, those were the best times, most of all In the heat with a blue-jean girl She

You better pray that there's Another way out You better pray that Someones listening now (Doesn't matter what you got) 'Cause when you lie like The devil himself No angels gonna hear your Cry for help!