Alive or dead, but not dead yet Widdershins and hence we fly The left hand path Attract a wicked mind The path I walked is now covered in dust of contrition as you say I've lost my way The nights getting clouded over I hear the echo of your call

Yeah-eah-eah-eah And I say yeah-eah They tell me think with my head, not that thing in my chest They got their hands at my neck this time But you're the one that I want, if that's really so wrong Then they don't know what this feeling is like I'll tell

Makin' love faces Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you My hands rubbin' on your skin Let's go hard don't hold it in When I met you woman I couldn't help but notice a face so beautiful Now imagine the faces you would make If we ever made love

This fire burns, always. Even through the darkest days, This day is mine. The passion inside me, Is burning, is burning. All I've ever wanted was destiny to be fulfilled, It is in my hands, I must not fail, I must not fail. This is the broken ground

I'm just second hand news When times go bad And let me do my stuff I'm just second hand news yeah When times go rough Won't you lay me down in tall grass I know there's nothing to say Someone has taken my place I know I got nothin' on you

I cannot love on no skeezer That is a dub, I don't need her I hit her once, then I leave her Blow up my phone for no reason I cheated on you with a dancer Okay, I surrender, my hands up At least I admit it, I man up I do not have all the answers And I

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Broken arrows in the dark So take my hand, don't let go 'Cause it's not too late, it's not too late I, I see the hope in your heart And sometimes you lose it, sometimes you're shooting But I, I see the hope in your heart You stripped your love down to

Join hands to summon up the dead, Hear them singing inside your head. Oh, my gypsy, can you tell, If sweet Satan Will rise from Hell? Crystal ball, will hypnotize, Look inside those demon eyes. Paint the circle around the pentagram, Cut the throat of the

Wild like wild life I'm not done yet, pass me the bottle It's two AM, let's hit the throttle Drink in my cup, hands going up Let's hit the dance floor and get I could show you how to live the wild life (wild life) Yeah, no telling what I might do When