I still turn to you So when you’re lost and you’re tired When you’re broken in two Let my love take you higher 'Cause I still turn to you You worked two jobs To keep a roof up over our heads You chose life for me No you never gave up

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

Another hit erases all the pain You’re falling, but you think you’re flying high Sold your soul Built a higher wall Now you’re thrown away Same rise and fall Who cares at all?

So many ways to get high Just come on and Come on and To keep on losing our mind To keep us feeling alright So many ways to get Meet you out there You're looking my way

Hey hey hey, I'll be coming home to you You're the burning fire that my heart is beating to You're like red, white, blue, I'd do it all for you I'd fight a war and win it; you make me bulletproof I'll be your soldier Love, it's time to leave, I'm gone,

I said, "It's High Green, mate Via Hillsborough, please" We'll ask if we can have six in If not we'll have to have two Well, you're coming up our end, aren't you? So I'll get one with you Won't he let us have six in? Especially not with the food He could

On the blessed hellride Oh, you can never get too low when you're so damn high Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride You can never get too low when you're so damn high, Break me down and roll me once again Got no time to think of now and then

I should've known I would pay for this You look to good with your makeup off And your favorite song They get scared to lust Girl, you're dangerous Girl, what's been happening lately? We don't even talk no more I be getting high on the low

Oh, 'cause baby you're my all time high Fly me right up into the sky I'm your rocket man And I don't wanna ever come down, no Oh, you taste like heaven You turn my knob right to eleven Oh, you make me feel so right 'Cause baby you're my all time high

Life's a bitch and then you die Cause you never know when you're gonna go That's why we get high That's why we puff la Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Fuck who's "the baddest"; a person's status depends on salary And my mentality is