And why should I spend time running for my life? And when the skies are open, we'll still be singing this I know they're coming for me, we're not the pitchfork kids Ooh, ooh, it's the loneliest life that we live Ooh, ooh, we're not running with the

We will be superstars, superstars, you and I Yeah, we run this party Con las manos pa' arriba, dale We will be superstars Because your touch, like poison Is running through my veins I'm on the all electric, siempre, siempre, siento We're like Bonnie and

Decent jubee running it down the line I've been searching and it's so hard to find Decent values with a decent wine Maybe it's my mind, maybe I'm blind Maybe it's the way that I've been spending my time I'm still searching for a fine peace of mind Some

Hold me down so I can bless you I'm coming for the rescue Girl I'll be there to save the day You know I love to make your day I'm coming straight to you I'm on my way to you I'm running out of things to say But I got some things I wanna do to you Hold me

I'm gonna change you like a remix Then I'll raise you like a phoenix Put on your war paint Hey young blood, doesn't it feel like our time is running out? Wearing our vintage misery No, I think it looked a little better on me The war is won, before it's

I wanna stay right here all night, baby Hold me, trust me Lost in your light, baby Let's get lost in the light, baby Over and over Waves of running feelings Floating weightless, I'm willing My will keeps bending and breaking

When your mind's made up There's no point trying to change it And you call, call Then I'll come running So, if you want something To fight and I'll be at your door When there's nothing worth running for There's no point trying to stop it, you see You're

You've got a friend You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer or fall All you've got to do is call And I'll be there, yes I will When you're down and troubled And you need some love and

Blowing money fast, blowing money fast Fuck being humble, fuck being humble Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble Running through the bag, running through the bag When you came from nothing, fuck being humble These niggas don't want it with

Hand over your will and then you'll see Now get on your knees and worship me On your knees Can't you see I feel your pain? I've got Jesus running through my veins In this hopeless life that's turned on you Give yourself to me, I'll help you through