Dreaming of revelry What a night for a dance, you know I'm a dancing machine With the fire in my bones, and the sweet taste of kerosene I get lost in the light, so high don't wanna come down To face the loss of the good thing, that I have found In the

What a shame What a loss Love to you, babe Do what you have to I think I know what you're trying to say Love to the lovers Hate to the haters The winner takes She takes it all

We'll get through it Don't, don't you wish we tried Do you feel what I feel inside And all the loss stronger than pride Oh, no don't Don't let your anger grow Just tell me what you need me to know

Shot reverse shot Look what the other got Drop the anchor make it stop Infinity figure eight Figure out what you're not Junk-an a po, cut your loss Come to cut your corners off You're the rock and I'm the paper You're the scissors I'm the rock

It's not a loss Gather your integrity You count the people you can trust, divide Divide yourself from what you used to be You count the people you can trust Divide, and show the world what strength can be Live your life in honesty I know you have the

Suffering overdue So many years In the end, We find what's true There's something sick inside these walls Your loss of mind has come and called

We'll get through it Don't, don't you wish we tried Do you feel what I feel inside And all the loss stronger than pride Oh, no don't Don't let your anger grow Just tell me what you need me to know

I'm collapsed, about to burn The open road is what I need to breathe freely The pressure is endless The tension is pounding Life change after life change It's too much for me to take While mourning the loss I am forced to celebrate Celebrate new life,

Heard she can do some tricks with her mouth nigga Heard she be lyin' on them boys that floss nigga I heard she can do some tricks with her mouth nigga I heard (ugh) I heard (what) I heard (what) I heard (Rich Homie) I heard (Gucci) I heard (what you

M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss (Drip, drip, so slick, that's my lipgloss) Baby boy, gon' rot your teeth like what? Yeah, you know I'm sugary sweet Oh, damn (oh, damn) That flavor, flavor so good