Don't act like you was there when you wasn't I know they say you crawl 'fore your walk But in my mind I already jog If I stand still I cannot get far They want the Moon, I'm on Mars Sometime my mind dives deep When I'm runnin' I don't want no free ride

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

Let it go, let it go Can't hold it back anymore Turn away and slam the door The cold never bothered me anyway I don't care What they're going to say Let the storm rage on Standing frozen In this life I've chosen

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

Fire on fire, we're normally killers They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms You are perfection, my only direction It's fire on fire With this much desire, together, we're winners 'Cause

We got that good love We got that hood love Bad boy, you make me make bad decisions We got that hot love We got that I don't give a what love We got that one life Give me that all night We got that Bonnie & Clyde love They say it’s wrong, but

If I die tonight Tonight's the night I get in some shit Plotting on murdering motherfuckers 'fore they get you A coward dies a thousand deaths A soldier dies but once They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols Picturing pitiful punk niggas

Go to Heaven That's swell How do you like it Livin' Hell All along they're sayin' mind your manners Self-realized and metaphysically redeemed May not live another life May not solve a mystery Right around the corner

Who made who, who made you? Who made who, ain't nobody told you? Who made who, who made you? If you made them and they made you Who picked up the bill, and who made who? The video game says "play me" Face it on a level but it takes you every time on a

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been