As I fight, trying to escape Covering my soul Watching the flames I must understand this wizard Fire is everything It burns, I provoke, It's beyond I feel, I create light Hypnotizing power I can't resist Reach out my hands, I feel the light

Only bought this dress so you could take it off Only bought this dress so you could take it off, take it off (ha, ha, ha, ha) Say my name and everything just stops Carve your name into my bedpost All of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation

Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the

These are the lies I have created This is the story of my life I've been thinking of everything I used to want to be Of me, of you and me I'm in the middle of nothing And it's where I want to be Why at the bottom of everything

Does summer exist in its praises? It's just sing, sing, sing all day The summer lives here where this place is Come on up here, we've got something to show you Wanna show you everything we know Wanna show you we've been banished before you Wanna show you

If you’re pretending from the start like this With a tight grip, then my kiss can mend your broken heart I might miss everything you said to me And I can lend your broken parts That might fit like this And I will give you all my heart So we can start it

I will save you from yourself Time will change everything about this hell Are you lost, can't find yourself? You're north of heaven Maybe somewhere west of hell

Away from everybody Away from everything If you can't stand the way this place is Take, yourself to higher places Higher places, Tonight, my head is spinning I need something to pick me up

I've taken the breath out of everything they believe I've collapsed its lungs, calloused its heart Sucked the life out of this, for all of Sunday to see, for all of Sunday to see Preaching to the deaf and blind, no one sees my effort No one gets the

Everything right I got at least 200 hoes Fresh to death, and I leave my current in a doze Up and down you ain't receive nothin' 'bout this dough And these hundreds ain't goin' nowhere like a moat All these niggas Everything right, you back in Givenchy I