I need to get away from ya I need to walk away from ya Get away, walk away, walk away I keep going right back To the one thing that I need to walk away from All these walls are caving in I can't stop my suffering I hate to show that I've lost control I'm

Playboy shit, that's some playboy shit Woke up rich, real bad bitch I've been going in, shout out to my wrist Playboy shit, that's some playboy shit, yeah I've been going in, shout out to my clique You can't keep up with me, I be going hard, yeah Need a

You ain't getting in bread, that's rage I'm a headline act on the stage I got my hoody down over my face And you can't send shots like a man's Luke Cage Bullet holes in my top right now I'mma keep going but I know that they Want me to stop right now But,

I can't keep going, I keep on running Why can't they let me be? Can't keep going on this way But I can't keep Going on this way I'm holding on so tightly now, My insides scream so loud

It's a what, it's a, it's a what And baby, we could keep going 'cause you already knowin' That you'd never stop the show until you see the lights (Woo!) And the lights ain't on right now I can't even see what's going on right now This could be our little

I'll be onward bound And I just can't keep on cryin' I just can't be satisfied Well I am going away to leave Won't be back no more Going back down south Child don't you wanna go Woman, I am trouble I just can't be satisfied

We a- we a-are We are all just dead air We hold up to an idea And we'll fight what we can't see We just hold up to an idea We keep going till we can't hear We are disappearing You will be all that I seek

I've been thinking about Setting my house on fire Can't see a way out of the mess I'm in And the bills keep getting higher All I need is a match and a gallon of gas God I'm getting tired Gonna set this house on fire Going off the deep end

People stopping, staring I can't see their faces Only the shadows of their eyes I'm going where the sun keeps shining Through the pouring rain Going where the weather suits my clothes Backing off the north east wind Sailing on a summer breeze And

I keep on running Throw it all away throw it all away I keep on screaming but There's really nothing left to say So get away, just get away I keep on fighting but I can't keep going on this way I can't keep going, Why can't they let me be?