Radio waves through the air Can you hear me calling? Oh I've been dreaming Dreaming of a woman in white Hot summer night The art of make-believe The treasure behind closed doors The hunter behind the trees

I don’t believe in faith The art of finding love Refuse to let this cut me deep Now to make her pay Left to feel so numb Yes, you may cut me again But I mark these words with a blade That I’ll find you once again, Morrigan! Holding the key to my darkened

Bottles in a bucket full of ice (yeah) Better make room, vroom, hear the Lambo (celebrate) Bitch better believe that I'm a sniper (yeah) You know I'm 'bout to take you from your man though (celebrate) Pop up with the chopper at artificial niggas actin'

Scream murder! (I don't believe you!) Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!) Murder! (I don't believe you!) Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!) Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me Make me catch her on

You ripped the heart out, you ripped the heart out You killed the part of me that kept us alive We had this world of make believe I thought I saw the fire in your eyes You ripped the heart out of my will to survive What we had we throw away We were close

I'm gonna watch you These rocks they hold heat Pools of water cool your feet As you walk you believe Every part of the dream You walk into the world you make You lose yourself but you find your way We turn so slow I know it's hard to wait