Holts are nearly always close to the sea Fallen boulders, old ruins, and cliffs All at the top of a sand crevice High above the sea A safe place for cubs We wait tense We're disappointed She leaves her sprint loaded by others of us The holts are evenly

You know I'll blow your mind, my friend, again And I'm here to show you I ain't never left You know I'll blow your mind, my friend Loaded on that green floating on your genes I'll be that lion to your queen Well I heard they think they're grimey now,

Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler Lookin' for the good life Dressed to kill She don't have to worry 'cause There's always someone else who will Loose and loaded every night Dancin' underneath the flashin' light Sayin, 'look at me, baby, look

I'm sorry for everything Oh, everything I've done We can let this drift away Oh, we let this drift away From the second that I was born it seems I had a loaded gun And then I shot, shot, shot a hole through everything I loved Oh, I shot, shot, shot a

I'm still haunted by the best years of The best years of my life 'Cause I was caught up in the crime It's a loaded memory Yeah, it kills me every time And I'm trying not to scream but it's eating me alive A pocket full of pills and a forty in my mouth

We going out, out, out, out We going out, out, out, out, we going out We going out, we going out We got our eyes blurred right and the weird up loud We going out, yeah we ignite the night in the sunburn town Locked and loaded, rocked and rolling Driving

To my sweet home Chicago Back to the land of California Oh, baby don't you want to go? Baby don't you want to go? Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go Cryin' baby

(Glorified version of a) pellet gun Always keep it loaded (Life comes) I can feel your heart in your neck Glorified version of a pellet gun Feels so manly Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yah, yah, yah Got bitches like XO (XO) Probably is a- Cuttin' off my old ho (Old ho) Catch it, just like Ocho (Ocho) Loaded, just like Loso Ice made bitches too nice (Too nice) Bentley coupe like white rice (White rice) Skrrt, he outta here (Gone)

Redeemer redeemer of souls Redeemer of souls He's the last to obey Watch him seizing the day On the skyline The stranger draws near Feel the heat and he's shaking with fear Time to settle the score He's loaded to feel their remorse