And I ain't got the power anymore Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief Knowledge comes with death's release Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought I'm closer to the Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's

I can walk into a room without you I just don't know how to love without you Every friend has got a friend in mind 'Cause I've had more than a little time And I don't get drunk and talk about you So I guess I've learned to live without you So it's on

Everything you been asking for, yes, I'm about to give it to you You ain't gotta worry no more, cause I'm about to put one through you I got a bullet with your name on it, coming through the radio Sounds like I got an AK dumping straight to the radio If

One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on I've just got to get a message to you, hold on, hold on The preacher talked to me and he smiled Said, "Come and walk with me, come and walk one more mile Now for once in your life you're alone

I'm gonna change the world, baby I'll switch the wrong to right (her on to right ?) There's one thing I've got to say There's got to be some changes made No more black or white No more left or right I'm gonna change the world, yeah! You can bet your

Yeah you drive me crazy crazy crazy for you baby Come 'ere baby You know you drive me up a wall With all them nasty tricks you try to pull on my ass Seems like we're makin' up more than we're makin' love It always seems you've got something other than me

So I cross my heart and I hope to die That I'll only stay with you one more night And I know I said it a million times But I'll only stay with you one more night Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo Yeah baby give me one more night But baby

Hey lady, you got the love I need Maybe more than enough Oh darling, darling, darling Walk a while with me Ohh, you've got so much, so much, so much Many have I loved, and many times been bitten Many times I've gazed along the open road Many times I've

I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick

Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers? 'Cause it always ends with us hating each other Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in I've just got one more thing to say And irony is okay, I suppose Culture is to blame You try and mask your