And why should I care? Was there something more I could have done? Or was I not meant to be the one? Where´s the life I thought we would share? And should I care? And will someone else get more of you? Will she go to sleep more sure of you? Will she

And we are far from home, but we're so happy Far from home, all alone, but we're so happy We came here on his back And we caught your eye The salty ocean wind Made the seagulls cry The rocking of his house Had me holding on But I knew that I was safe

I don't care for your paranoid I don't care for your careless I heard we're changing lanes "Me first, gimme gimme" appetite at all Well, I heard the blinker's on I heard he likes to race I heard there's six or seven words he likes to use Are always in

Father, we seek your blessing Everyday our children cry Although some of us are missing Restore life up for I and I Slippery, slippery out deh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (There's no get away) Oh yeah, Jah, Jah, we pray Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yeah It no

Stormy weather Since my man and I ain't together, Keeps rainin' all the time Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky Life is bare, gloom and mis'ry everywhere Just can't get my poorself together, I'm weary all the time So weary all the time When he

Ball Tongue! You were my bride, when does our friendship end? I'm not gonna give in There you are alone With no hope of ever having something to be proud of Something earned without begging Yes, I know you're a person, a person close to me Who do you

It's two thousand and thirteen All across the galaxy Well the times are so a'changing Baby even when it's live You can press pause and rewind You knew it would go amazing But is this what you had in mind? Oh there's nothing you can't find

But real love is never a waste of time I’m gonna miss you Sometimes I wish we never built this palace I’m still there My head is filled with ruins Most of them are built with you Now the dust no longer moves Don’t disturb the ghost of you

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Niggas are in a state of emergency The death side, mirror damage of where we are today The life side a vision of where we need to go So sign your death certificate Fuck all, y'all Lisa got him Alright, on three, one, two, three Come on brothers we gotta