Hot and fresh out the kitchen Mama rollin' that body Got every man in here wishin' Sippin' on coke and rum I'm like so what I'm drunk It's the freakin' weekend baby I'm about to have me some fun Runnin' her hands through my 'fro Bouncin' on 24's

Waiting for lightning to strike You're sowing the seeds of a nightmare from hell Walking through fire, fate's in my hands Man on a wire, bearing the brand Lightning to strike Your prayers and your demons are tolling the bell I'll bring you the head of

Learn to let go, oh-oh Good at goodbyes but bad at hello Throw my hands up, learn to let go Learn to let go Is it over? Is it over yet? Everything keeps pounding in my head Can't free my soul 'til I I'm losing control, say it ain't so Throw my hands up,

Fluffy clouds Jumping rainbows Alcohol on my hands I got plans To ditch myself and get outside Dancing women Throwing plates Decapitating their laughing dates Swirling chickens caught in flight

I'm done with your bittersweet, bittersweet tragedy It's no fun, when I'm sitting all alone You're right in front of me It's no fun when I'm sitting all alone Melting through the cracks in my hands I guess I held on for too long And I'm done with your

Who am I to tell me who I am? Let's take it back and take in every moment Who are we to wonder where we're going? But who are we to wonder where we're going? I had my first crush in season two She passed me notes and filled our hands with glue And in my

And I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands could be time spent with you Laughing like children, living like lovers Rolling like thunder under the covers Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I simply love you

Head down, pussy pussy popping Head down, pussy popping on a handstand On a handstand On my American bandstands Summer-salts, cartwheels bitch just keep on dancing Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole And feel this dick-dick getting out of

A fire burns today Of blasphemy and genocide The sirens of decay Will infiltrate the faith fanatics Raise your hands now to testify Your confession will be crucified You're a sacrificial suicide Like a dog that's been sodomized Stand up! All the white

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I