I can’t believe that someone like you Surrenders every element of you And you abuse it So someone you love, you really love May never seen the wonderful in you Why, it’s why you do it Then I don’t know why they call you A dane when you look in the mirror

You're always holding on to stars Who you are, who you are I think they're better from afar 'Cause no one is gonna save us So don't you ever kiss me Don't you wish on me Why can't you see that no one's gonna save us? It never came true

Yeah, yeah, yeah Because the way I feel is oh so new to me There we were now here we are All this confusion nothing's the same to me I can't sell you the way I feel What I heard is not what I hear I can see the signs but they're not very clear This is

Let it go, let it go homie Just let it go, let it go, let it go You know we can see through the blinds homie See through the truth and them lies homie You know they can't see what we see homie Difference from the real and make believe homie So let it go,

It's a lot of lust, not a lot of love Ay, bitch, not a lot of love Ay, but now they tell me I switched up Take this Backwood to the face, then grab my cup Ay, I stack it up, can't get enough Seen your shorty with you, she look at me and she blushed I'm a

Why can't we see it Take back your freedom Take it back, take it back They're trying to make a slave of you No one will list it down it's true You should pick the words Dividing your reason Full use of power Of the damnation

We say we can when they say we can't See what it is when they see what it ain't With blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paint We're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saints Long before a boat anchored the harbour Long before steel drums

I'm in love when we are smokin' that la-la-la-la-la Let me into your heart Do what you want I'm telling you Can't stand it, backhanded They wanna see us fallin' apart You know that I love you So let me into your heart Do you really love me?

Don't want us to lose what we are Don't question it You ain't gotta question it You already know the answer The truth don't make us relevant Hurts but it's necessary Lose what we are So they can't help but to come and hate on it They see what we got and

I'm out of control, My girl don't want me 'cause of my dirty laundry, And I think that she knows, With all of this money they all want something from me, It's starting to show, I'm out of control I can't lie no more, Man I can't see shit in the