Won't you come see me, Queen Jane When your mother sends back all your invitations And your father, to your sister he explains That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations Now, when all of the flower ladies what back what they have lent you

Thief rockers with the full-clip shotters Bring fire to Illuminati zatter Thief rockers that are in the Shaka Bring fire to a false-flag plotter Guided by the One, yes, the Most High Even higher than the all-seeing eye For recognition of I and I true

My, my, my, my, oh give me love M-my my, m-my my, m-my my, give me love, lover Good night and joy be with you all We'll play hide and seek to turn this around All I want is the taste that your lips allow M-my my, m-my my, m-my my, give me love, lover

In all that you are Be what you be, Oh, be what you be, Are, in all that you are. You be what you be, I can still see the shadow of your ghost, Staring on right lost at sea. I can still feel the wind beneath my shoes, Lifting me on up so I can breathe.

I never felt so alive Catch me, don't you For the first time Am I strong enough to lift, into a place that I can see Someone more important than me? Catch me, don't you, catch me, I've fallen in love For you I drop the tough guy shit On this bus I sit

Don't do it for me anymore I won't fall for your games So don't hate me when I say I see the future without you The hell was I doing in the past? Now that I've learned all about you

You're the one that gives your all You're the only one I see Finally you put my love on top Come on baby it's you You put my love on top top top top top You're the one that always calls Baby it's you You're the one I love You're the one I need

You believe what you see All the things that you know The depth of my soul (Vous croyez ce que vous voyez Toutes les choses que vous connaissez Mais oh, vous ne connaissez pas La profondeur de mon âme) Where our world falls to pièces And the moonlight

Now I'm like "Mum, buy a hundred bags" No more broken promises, I swear Mummy ain't never seen a hundred bags I need you to know that your son's got your back No more broken promises And we all know growing up in London's mad So let 'em all know that my

They call the lonely one Is it good to have cried? With the longing to hide On your heartaches and fears Is it wise to be cold, to struggle, to hold back with tears If you could only see the girl You'd know that since you're gone The lonely one is me