This went on for way too long but nobody here had the balls to confront you You'll always get what you deserve, So sit down bitch and know that you've been served Stay awake and reflect on this, keep toss and turning Watch me sit here and think about

'Cause you've been running circles 'round My mind, turning me inside out And I fell for you but hit the ground 'Cause the only love I've known has let me Down and I need lifting up Now you ain't here I'm sleeping rough And I'm praying I can pray enough

He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication, devotion Turning all the night time into the day Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies "Be-Bop-A-Lula", "Baby What I Say" Here comes Johnny singing "I Gotta Woman" Down in the

Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me And the wheels just keep on turning I don't know which way I'm going For you I'd wait 'til kingdom come And say you'll come and set me free Steal my heart and hold my tongue I feel my time, my time has come Let me

Step by step I'm pushing through this (All of you get away from me) Pushing through Eye for an eye I'm pushing through this Tooth for a tooth I'm pushing through this Through you I'm turning my back on this killing so small

For a moment there, it was permanent Oh look, I don't wanna feel like somebody But nothing else ever feels like your body 'Cause we held the world, we were turning it I'd drive the streets when you told me your secrets We made mistakes, but we both we

Do you feel anything at all? Do you hear steps at the door? Do you reckon the smell of...? It's life - the the dark that binds you Frightened by your own smell Bitterness will run you through Silent screaming Turning, twisting the alphabet Frantic eyes

Nigga, my gun go off - you see the barrel turning You feel the hollows burning, nigga, now you're learning Nigga, my gun go off - call it attempted murder Nigga, I'm trying to murk you when I come back busting Nigga, my gun go off - don't try to say I'm

You're putting me on We're going to try it, you ever try it? I'm turning you on You're putting me on! Where did you get that stuff? Oh, Nikki's growing a patch out in the backyard Come on, you're putting me on Yeah, he's putting you on, he's a brat

Set the ball a-rollin' I'll be clicking off the miles On the Train of Consequences My boxcar life of style My thinking is derailed I'm tied up to the tracks The Train of Consequences There ain't no turning back I'm doing you a favor