I'll be the one who drives you home tonight It's driving you down 'Cause it's driving you down And if you save my life And if they ever let you down And you don't know a thing about this life And we are not the same You home tonight Driving you down

(We are) the anti-cancer (We are) the only answer Stripped down, we want you dead But what's inside of me, you'll never know (We are) bipolar gods (We are) you know what we are My life was always shit And I don't think I need this anymore

Not the same since my younger days, so far I came Feel my pain 'til I can't complain, 'cause I'ma slide for a minute Till I rise in the business, make a billion show my niggas what up In this life, middle fingers up I dont fuck with a 9 to 5 I keep it

Could be the end of the world I'd still be laid here on my own wasting my life away Get off your knees Please, you have to help me This is not my true face If you could see my soul As I have seen my soul I could show it to you It's rotten

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

Beaten down, dominated by its sound Living my life horrified Nothing will keep this pacified and out my life Does nobody know I'm insane? Growing deep within my head Softly dying, its soul is shed Eating me all up inside This cancer finds everything I

Quarter notes and Hank's half time Are poundin' on this heart of mine Song to song, I pass my time With these speakers on ten Your good and gone keeps me up all night Along with Songs In The Key Of Life I'm either gonna get over you Or I'm gonna blow out

It don't make any sense to me And I wonder This life makes no sense to me I've got to run away I was just trying to be myself Have it your way; I'll meet you in hell It's hypocritical of you Do as you say, not as you do

Losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding 'Cause I'm losing my sight Losing my sight Nothing's alright

I'm not waiting, I'm coming for you my love All this waiting is taking its toll This is beginning, we realize We're celebrating the modest life A chance at your wishes, a wish for more Everyone's waiting at an open door A sneaking suspicion is in your