That's right, he won't let her out his sight The confidence is the balaclava And it's wrong, wrong, wrong And the daggers are drawn Running off over next doors garden Before the hour is done It's more a question of feeling Than it is a question of fun

I undressed you with my eyes I have Maybe even raped you In a dark and eerie corner of my mind I tucked you there And touched you in a dream last night Pushed you aside when you entered My thoughts at the wrong time I have sat up upon your lap and

Malheur à moi, je suis né ici J'ai voulu m'faire une raison, on m'a dit, "c'est ainsi" Malheur à moi, j'ai vu ces cornes dans la nuit Papa m'a dit, "ne dis rien car, ici, c'est ainsi Car, ici, c'est ainsi Car, ici, c'est ainsi" Je dessine mes rêves Ce

(Godzilla is still alive!) Damn a lot of niggas done changed on me (Damn they done changed on me) Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben Frank on me I don't know why niggas hate on me I gotta move differently, I got a case on me I got 'em hirin'

I did the best I could Flying high in the friendly sky So stupid minded Nobody understood Without leaving the ground Rest of the folks are tired and weary And have laid their bodies down I go to the place where danger waits And its bound to forsake me

Heart's are what I'm breakin' Pain is what I'm showin' Love is what I'm takin' Stay away from me I sleep, but I don't rest So, down is where I'm goin' Down is where I'm goin' Love's what I'm takin' There's a strong man lives up in Jackson hole

Baby (ohlala), baby (ohlala) Oh ba-ba-baby (oui, c'est ça) Que la nightzer, ouais Je sais c'que tu penses de nous Quand tu dis que tu n'sais plus quoi penser de nous Je sais c'que tu veux vraiment Quand tu dis que tu n'sais plus c'que tu veux vraiment Je

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

A hundred grand'll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil Get the gloves and the shovel, he's tryna dance with the devil A ghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil Hoo,

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do