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

'Cause I don't even know your name And it'll kill me everyday And I don't even know your name All I remember is that smile on your face I'm running, I'm searching And I don't know where to start I'm dying my love you punched a hole right through my heart

Glass, glass, glass Was it really worth it? Was she everything, that you were looking for? Feel like a man Cause all we had, is broken like shattered glass You're gonna see me, in your dreams tonight My face is gonna haunt you all the time I promise that

On my own, here we go My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room I'm having trouble trying to sleep I'm counting sheep but running out As time ticks by

Every time I close my eyes It's like a dark paradise No one compares to you I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side Oh oh oh, ha ha ha I don't wanna wake up from this tonight And there's no remedy for memory your face Your soul is hunting

I'm just a horse on the moor I'm just a horse with no name He means to ride me on, He sees a battle he don't want to face alone I bolt upwards and shake him off my back He falls to his knees, on to a bloody track Well I can't be your horse any more

I've done this before So say what you wanna say, what you want Shame is you won't say that to my face Set it on fire Just to give me proof I'm living on a wire So say what you wanna say, what you wanna So say what you wanna say, what you gotta say, now

Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace, of doubt in my mind I couldn't leave her if I tried Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed Disappointment haunted all of my dreams No not if I tried I'm in love and I'm a believer I thought

Day old, day old, day old Day old, day old, day old, Day old, day old, day old, blues Toss me a breath, when you hold me down Hot like a razor on my face Something's growing that don't help me now Paging the doctor just in case Low and behold things are

Wait by the door, and light a cigarette If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll Don't that sound like a real man? I'm going to show him what little girls are made of