Yeah the rhythm, me & the rhythm If you feel like you're the spark Then come out of the dark Yeah all I need Is the rhythm, me & the rhythm Nothing between And I know, I know, I know I can't fight it I won't, I won't, I won't

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

I, I am confused, fighting myself Wanting to give in, needing your help Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch Outside I know you, but inside I'm fucked Can you see it in me, skin cold from touch Each turn confronted with what I have done You pull me

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

'Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk di truth and mek di youths dem better for it 'Cause I'm a fighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah ay Pocket full a promises Baby empty bellies Poverty and

You with your switchblade posse I'll get my guns from the south We'll take to the yard like a cock fight For kicks, who's struttin' now? Huff men don't take no nonsense He's here to rectify He's got his black belt buckle And the red mans fire in his eyes

No one gets to their heaven without a fight What should have been our armor A refuge for the coming night A future of eternal light The snakes and arrows a child is heir to Are enough to leave a thousand cuts We build our defenses, a place of safety And

How did we get here? Baby, I gotta know On the other side of love Baby, you don't have to keep looking through my phone If something's going on, girl, you'd already know We can't even say two words without a fight anymore You tell me you hate me and I

C.A.N.C.E.R And when we all fade away, And this world can't bare another day, There will be no fight in broken bliss. This is not about what we deserve. There's no bias in the misery served. So watch the sun sink into the sea. There is a perfect peace,

He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing