Still wait for love to come Turning all around I'm a soldier of love But I'm still alive Every day and night All the days of my life In the wild wild west, Trying my hardest Doing my best

To pass the time in my room alone I never thought I'd die alone Sixteen just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over, we'd survived I couldn't wait till I

Far, far from the fame, far away from the fame But we still remember your name, Karel Janoušek! We mourn the day that you died So be our guide, Czechoslovakia's pride Home, siblings sent to their death His wife paid the ultimate price Still, as the war

I, I can be your painkiller, killer, killer The dose that you die on You'll love me till it's all over, over 'Cause I'm the shoulder you cry on The shoulder you cry on Did you find another cure? You know you need a fix when you fall down You know you

In the someday what's that sound? Runny nose and runny yolk Even if you have a cold still You can cough on me again I still haven't had my fulfill Broken heart and broken bones Think about some capsules of horse pills One more quirky cliched phrase

We livin this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit - nigga we still alive And here we go again why'all callin in reinforcements The Mobb come through, stop up the shit P'll come through and shot up your vest Shoot at your head, not-a-leg eh?

Can I live 'til my last day Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Yo what's beef to you, three niggas with hoodies and bats That ain't shit compared to one small cat with gats

You'll miss me till the day you die Oh, whoa, whoa You must be blind if you can't see I'm sick and tired of the mess you made me You left me all alone, alone, alone, alone Never gonna catch me cry oh, whoa, whoa Oh, whoa, whoa, you must be blind if you

I won't fall down again My heart's now dead and gone And I'm still breathing I made it out alive I'm so done with it I won't go back again and I'm okay with this, that I'll be on my own again Until the day I die which shouldn't be that long So I'll just

What we are is the sum of a thousand lies What we know is almost nothing at all But we are what we are 'till the day we die Or 'till we don't have the strength to go on 'Till we don't have the strength to go on Welcome home They have tampered with the