F.E.E.L G.O.O.D, yes I feel good sing it with me F.E.E.L G.O.O.D My heart's, lonely without you My eyes, only see you and me Stupid, thinking about you It's hard, hard 'cause you make me feel good I'm only living when you're here in my life And now

Your life serving daughter Be scared of living There's hope in the air There's hope in the water There is a man that I know For seventeen years he never spoke Guess he had nothing to say He opened his mouth on judgment day I listened with all of my might

Motorbreath its how I live my life I can't take it any other way Motorbreath the sign of living fast It is going to take your breath away Living and dying laughing and crying Once you have seen it you will never be the same Life in the fast lane is just

'Cause it feels like CPR I hate feeling alone You’re the only one who knows Caught me at the right time baby (Oh) I was at the edge, I was at the end Made me feel like there is life worth living Made me feel alive oh yeah Turn me on my side Baby, where

Oh, sleepin' in the (ghetto) ‘Cause that's the life when you're livin' in the (ghetto) And eatin' in the (ghetto) Ghetto, that's the life (ghetto livin') When you're livin' in the (ghetto) Oh, sleepin' in the (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto livin') Oh, eatin' in

That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do That someday it would lead me back to you And I never want to leave Sunday

(Two, three, four) I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart (Ho) I been trying to do it right (Hey) I been living a lonely life (Ho) I been sleepin' here instead (Hey) I been

Ain't a damn thing promised to ya Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I'm just bein honest to ya It take a whole lot, just to get a little Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life's riddles never, come that easy, but it was easy to lead

You know that bitch baby He's talking shit about our clique But he don't crazy You see the writing on my dick You know that trick, Tracy Yeah, she's making me sick Living that life We used to do the same shit Shit gets drastic

At the Cold Spot RC, moon pies and a softball team Learned about life Learned about girls Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world It was crickets, minnows and kerosene It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer A hole in the wall