'Cause it's always the same And I'm always the same, whoa Such a swine, lips like wine but it don't matter to me Take a turn before I burn and it don't matter to me Like a snake awake and vague, it don't matter to me I can fuck or I can fight, it don't

Walk wid di Prince of Peace Selassie a di leader Praises be to di Kings of Kings Alpha and Omega Whoa oh oh oh, Selassie a di leader Whoa oh oh oh, Alpha and Omega Sent by di king, watch dem under ring When mi fly down far

There's no use trying to save my soul Take me home where the restless go Whoa oh oh (There's no use trying to save my soul) Reckless to the day I rest my bones Reckless till the day I rest my bones Whoa oh oh oh (Take me home) Take me home where the

Whoa, well I never meant to brag I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock It's a matter of time before we all run out When I thought he was mine, she caught him by the mouth

Two pills and a half, wait nigga, fuck that Eight doobies to the face Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa You can have all my shine I'll give you the light Fuck that, eight doobies to the face Fuck that. twelve bottles in the case nigga, fuck that

Ooh, oh, whoa-oh Thinking of you, thinking of you I'm thinking of you Wanna be with you I wasn't looking for a romance Blue skies but I'm in the dark Waiting on someone that gotta pick me up Ooh, I'm coming right back Tried to forget about you and no

Whoa-a-whoa-a-whoa And I don't know which side to take Whoa-a-whoa-ooo-o And people try and calm me down (it can only get better) It's just the way it is Yeah, it's all right Whoa-a-whoa-a-whoa There's a war between my head and my heart

I'm falling in love with your default picture. Whoa, oho, oho, whoa, Hey I got a feeling in my bones that I can't get rid off But that's probably the base Can't get this picture out my mind, that I've seen on Twitter The one of your face Girl I'm just

Be careful who you tell. Whoa! (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!) Waiting on a bloodline It's water under the bridge 'Cause you gotta look her in the eye, And you gotta love your way of life. 'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul Don't you know it's out of your control?

Mountain climbing (mountain climbing) Chance is you'll find me Pounding my hammer Done my fair share of Whoa, it's troubles, I've got 'em Out in the fields Whoa, it's blues at the bottom On the stone and steel Whoa, blues at the bottom