'Cause we keep on coming back for more Oh, we're on the right side of rock bottom And I hope that we keep falling We're on the good side of bad karma We're on the right side of rock bottom Into you, I just keep crawling You're the best kind of bad

We got something special She got me in my feelings (forreal) I was finna text you But I ain't wanna pest you Even if we ain't together (no matter we're forever) I'm still coming to your rescue Tell the truth and don't you lie to me, lie to me In my

Battlefields a thousand miles away There with every bite Finally we're coming home Watching the horizon Everybody's coming home for summer What a feeling, taste the freedom We started in October Drowned our sins in cold November rain Thoughts all through

Like Lamborghini doors We, we're going up Dreaming of things we can't afford But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh They gon' love me, they gon' love me now I bet they tell they friends they wanna fuck me now I bet they say, "He put his

Is magic gone? You came in my life in such a way Baby, now you're going away Coming across, you were so strong I have to tell you now all my thoughts I've been waiting now for too long Our flame is only getting bloomed

(Oh) Long stretch of love There's a long stretch of love Coming down the line Have you like I want, ever rolling Baby, you'll be mine Have you right here, beside you When these good times get tough Baby, we're in for a long stretch of love But I don't

Is it real, cause you're on live I'm a good son You're a good son When we were coming down they said it was too soon I never had to lie no no no no We were coming down, they left us all alone Way to nowhere, nowhere. I know you've been around I feel you

There is no way to stop it All I see is zombies We're coming out to get you We're eating you for profit We're oh, so glad we met you Do you feel alive, yeah? Walking all around us You can hear them coming (they come to take your life) You can hear them

A million miles an hour Insanity is setting in Reality is getting thin We're going a million miles an hour See no signs of ever coming down Take one of those and two of these Then watch the walls begin to breathe I can taste the colour of the lights

Dream we're going out on stage, it feels like Coming home again Boy you're home, you're dreaming, don't you know I know, for me it is like Coming home Every morning when I wake up yawning I'm still far away Trucks still rolling through the early morning