Till there's nothing left standing, Nothing left of yesterday There's not enough rain in Oklahoma To wash the sins out of that house There's not enough wind in Oklahoma To rip the nails out of the past Shatter every window till it's all blown away, Every

Weak and sick I crawl In the dust of past mistakes Leaving for the darkness Of tears and cold heartaches Suffer in this grief Of forever burning hate The ashes of my life By the torment you create On my knees, remembering

Gotta find my way back home I've been way too long War Lords, we all Lords, but we your Lords Tryna find home, next stop is the Waldorf Past the racism and fake-ism Type of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim, raw dogs You other rappers mad

We're only good 'cause you can have almost famous friends Besides, we've got such good fashion sense We're only good for the latest trend It's just past 8 and I'm feeling young and reckless The ribbon on my wrist says, "do not open before Christmas"

Liar, liar! Why on earth won't tell the truth? Can't nobody see the lie of you? We need to find a way... Well, we are who we are, and we're all going under When the past with the last and will last until under But at least I'll find, we'll all find out

I’ve finally let you go and left the past to die This is my resignation from All that we’ve loved and left behind In the grave you dug for me A frame of bones reside A graven, barren, broken tomb Resides where once delicate orchids bloomed No revocation

I felt my love for you this time Out of sight, I'm feeling so alive You didn't feel anything at all After all, makes me feeling small If they saw us to share, it's cool Something we need to carry on But that is made up past the moon Fit in the home for

So take my name Remember this face Keep the change and have a nice day And live for the moment not by the past Homie live each day like it's your last And if you only had 24 hours And 1400 minutes Then you better go live it 'Cause whatever you love

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

I move slow and steady But I feel like a waterfall Yeah, I move slow and steady Past the ones that I used to know And I'm never ready 'Cause I know, I know, I know That time won't let me Show what I want to show The lights go out, I am all alone