He said run on love And plant some seeds Don't take anything at all for granted She said raise your hands And raise your babies And never change it

I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in Two joints, that's double homicide Cop one for you and your friends Rolling papers two

Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah) I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah) You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah) But you won't do the same Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash 'Cause what you don't understand Is I'd

At the night show Don't you let out that antidote Poppin' pills is all we know In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!) It's lowkey at the night show Anything can happen at the night show Don't you open up that window Don't go through the front door

If tonight is the last night, I'll see you in paradise In paradise, the closer I get to you it feels like paradise And I'd do anything you'd want me to when we're in paradise I'll see you on the other side, where it's alright I'm here at the end, yeah,

Groovin', on a Sunday afternoon Really couldn't get away too soon I can't imagine anything that's better The world is ours whenever we're together There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of Groovin', down a crowded avenue Doin' anything we like to do

There ain't gonna be heroes There ain't gonna be anything Here it comes, here comes the night Feelin' like it's all over, feelin' like there's no love Feelin' like it's not easy, breathin' life in the dust On a countdown to zero take a ride on the

Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please, God, wake me I can't remember anything Can't tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside I feel to scream This terrible silence stops me Now that the war is through with me I'm waking up, I cannot see That

Or sleeping in your dress blues. You never planned on the bombs in the sand What can you see from your window? I can't see anything from mine. Flags on the side of the highway And scripture on grocery store signs. Maybe eighteen was too early. Maybe

I wanna love More than anything Don't you think that I'd love somebody If I could trust Don't you think that I'd let you touch me Teach me to love I hope there's still hope for me Teach me everything God knows I try