I know not your sorrow, but I know mine, I have traveled in darkness, for what seems like days, So say you'll stay and dance with me tonight. I, come from the same house, collapsed under this wing. Breathe deep and easy, swallow this pride. Stare at my

Come on, come on don't leave me like this I thought I had you figured out Something's gone terribly wrong, you're all I wanted Can't breathe whenever you're gone Can't turn back, now I'm haunted You and I walk a fragile line I have known it all this time

Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar This is king Kendrick Lamar King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw Fix your lenses forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed it

Hol' up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up) Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin' I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air Stewardess complimentin' me on my nappy hair When you do it like this, nigga, losin' ain't an option If I can f-ck

Ultraviolence He hit me and it felt like a kiss This is ultraviolence I can hear sirens, sirens I can hear violins, violins Give me all of that ultraviolence I love you forever He used to call me DN That stood for deadly nightshade

Behind grey clouds is blue skies and sunrise, oh oh And God knows I have tried to visualize what it's like to feel warm 'Cause me and you haven't spoken in several weeks (Warm, warm), warm Never felt like this before Got them, grey clouds hanging over me

Did I let you know? Would you like to go? (Take me home, well take me home) This I know we're not alone (Take me home, take me home) This I know, yeah this I know (Come on, come on) I'm comin' for you 'cause I adore you and I'd like to get inside your

To die like this you know, oh oh oh. So baby keep my heart beat be'beat beat beating. She's the soul reason I keep believing, that were going. For every grain of sand, that you drew me pictures in. She's the soul reason I keep believing, that were going

Maybe you need me And I'm startin' to think that maybe you need me Oh, what I wouldn't do for you! You're drunk, the carpet is burned I hate to find you like this I always find you like this I come home and clean up your mess What would you do without

Hey, uh, Grandpa Rick, can we maybe Maybe I can pick what we listen to next? You know We've been in this ship for like three hours now Well, Morty That entirely depends on whether or not you have the mental capacity To pick something I would be willing