Afterglow, we're ready for the afterglow We're ready for the afterglow Even though the dancing's done Don't worry 'cause the night is young Who cares where we go Someone hold the sunlight back 'Cause we want this light to last Smoke and lasers, love and

For you, the blind who once could see The dancer slows her frantic pace In pain and desperation Her aching limbs and downcast face Aglow with perspiration Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire With just the briefest pause The flooding through her memory The

I'm wishing on a star To follow where you are And I wish on all the rainbows that I see I'm wishing on a dream To follow what it means I feel it's time we should make up, baby I feel it's time for us to get back together And make the best of things, oh,

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible It's my shit right here baby My boy Curren$y on this, Montana Shout to all the stores, shout to all the websites, Shout to all the blogs and all that I support French Montana, Big Mike, DJ Self, Evil Empire Yeah, you

As little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off Little by little you have to give it all in all your life And all the time I just ask myself why you're really here? You know I

Walk it back Hmmm, walk it back What, what would you Have had me say? Instead of what I said Where, where would I go? How could I follow that? Except to do what I did Which it's to

Blow a kiss, fire a gun All we need is somebody to lean on We need someone to lean on All around the wind blows We would only hold on to let go Do you recall, not long ago We would walk on the sidewalk Innocent, remember? All we did was care for each

I'm with that woop Fuck all that turn up the headphones shit But turn up my headphones anyway Huh? (Boom production) Turnt gangster Sir, bun up the main road Run up and stay low Turn up the radio Dirt, straight family

With this love like a hole Draggin me down Swallow my soul And there's blood on the covers From the curses we uttered To each other What have I done? With my heart on the floor I must be out of my mind

Where the dreamy Volga flows There's a lonely Russian rose Gazing tenderly Down upon her knee Where a baby's brown eyes glisten Every night you'll hear her croon A Russian lullaby Just a little plaintive tune