Me and the boys just want to rock, there's some things you never stop We got it and we're never lettin' go, just me and the boys Me and the boys Always livin' on the outside, never had no place to hide Feelin' so alone I got this thing dead to rights,

If you want it, come and get it, I've got it (oh oh) If you need it, come and get it, I've got it (baby) I've got it (oh yeah) And there ain't nobody else in this world If you want it, I know that your mummy and your daddy don't tell you,

Is it just a game? I don't know There comes you to take me in your arms And now I know my place I don't know where I am I don't know this place Don't recognize anybody Just the same old empty face See these people they lie

You're all killers. I have found the strength of gods in me. This is so unstoppable. Hard as nails, Hook that holds, Reach down and find the strength of many in you. Always fucking pushing me,

What's going on? Could this be my understanding It's not your fault, I was being too demanding I must admit it's my pride that made me distant All because I hoped that you'd be someone different There's not much to know about you Fear will always make

Have we come to the bitter end? The bitter end Sweet love, my oldest friend No make-up, no pretend You swear to God but I'm a non-believer And you're losing faith while I've been holding on Trying to find the root of all this come between us Trying to

I will see you again, oh This is not where it ends 'Till I see you again Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I will carry you with me, oh Said goodbye, turned around And you were gone, gone, gone Faded into the setting sun, Slipped away

Then kiss me once again It's been a long, long time You'll never know how many dreams I've dreamed about you Kiss me once...and kiss me twice Haven't felt like this, my dear Since i can't remember when Or just how empty they all seemed without you So

Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up Nigga front, and somethin' gon go down Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want Widout a strap, and you gon getcha ass laid down Yea, uhuh, lets take em dere, yea Man Sonny a fed joint, he half way out

I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine You're no friend of mine These old letters from years ago I felt it was leading to a When I wrote this I may have been finally able to address how it feels Another brick-red room, another black-top town