I belong to you, you, you Take care of me Talk all day then at night fall in deep Stimulate me I want you mental and physically I belong to you I belong to Don't come my way If you ain't here for love

Death walking terror Slow mental torture Psychic tormentor I m the black thoughts of the night Deep in the darkness of your mind Shrouded in shadow, the mental torture In the realm of death waling terror Stalking the closest to the edge Imposition of

I can feel this pain is real I hate deep down inside And like broken glass you'll shatter With bloody fists I'll batter Like a ten ton hammer, son I can't stand or take another day my friend You could learn a thing or two I am the thing that makes you

When there's a shine on your shoes There's a melody in your heart What a wonderful way to start the day With a singable, happy feeling What a wonderful way to start To face the world every day With a deedle-um-dee-dulay Little melody that is making When

Our love is easy Like water rushing over stone Oh, our love is easy, like no love I've ever known Deep within your heart, you know it's plain to see Like Adam was to Eve, you were made for me They say the poisoned vine breeds a finer wine If you ask me

We'll never sleep again If rain is what you want Enjoy the fall The only thing deeper than my last breath The only thing darker than my last death Is the panic, the static I've come back from the dead For my solace

In the night You know i want your touch of evil Please set me free I can't resist a touch of evil I'm so afraid But i still feed the flame A dark angel of sin Preying deep from within

For You are salt and light Let my eyes see Your kingdom shine all around Let my heart overflow with passion for Your name Let my life be a song, revealing who You are You have written and redeemed my story You are love's great height You are deep and

My n**** I'm faded faded faded I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f*** Young Nino, f-ck a b**** in a peacoat Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo I goes deep in that p****, Dan Marino She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single

I rode the Central And I hustled the L and N Don't cry baby Your papa will be home some day Don't the clouds look lonesome Across the deep blue sea Did you ever go down Mobile and K C line Did you ever go down On the Mobile and K C line