(Holding on for your call) It's a different kind of danger 'Cause I'm gonna be free and I'm gonna be fine And the bells are ringing out And I'm calling for my mother As I pull the pillars down And my feet are spinning around Never knew I was a dancer

Let me up, baby, I've had enough When I fell for you, baby I really met my match You use me, abuse me But I keep comin' back It never seems to matter What we fight about I'm the one who winds up Down for the count I love ya, I want ya

I've been expecting you So hello Mr. Heartache Come in and wear your welcome out The way you always do You never say if you're here to stay Or only passin' through Hello Mr. Heartache I've been expecting you When I don't feel like company You make

You can be the strength to carry on The voice in the silence Is crushing the violence It's giving me a chance to right these wrongs 'Cause it's hope for the hopeless Hope for the hopeless I would never quit, this is it I'm counting on my bruises I'm not

Copycat, copycat, copycat Copy everyone else Copy copy copy copy yourself Copy copy copy everyone else They had an accident and they never noticed anyway A lack of originality couldn't focus on the day So much for the radio everybody sounds the same

Young and reckless, rich and wealthy Say health is wealth, that means I'm deadly That's why they sweat me, successful black man With a felony, but what you tellin' me? Don't hire me so I bought the company Bitch ain't shit funny, I'm not Bill Bellamy

With two young hearts We can run, I will follow you to the end of the earth Where we can see forever, They can never tear us apart Two old souls, Two young hearts Maybe in another lifetime 'Cause we are two old souls, It's a narrow line I'm walkin'

I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I know what your boy like Skinny tie and a cuff tight He go and make breakfast You walk around naked

Toy-like people make me boy-like I sink myself in hair upon my lover I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my error You click a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways through the club

You know I'll blow your mind, my friend, again And I'm here to show you I ain't never left You know I'll blow your mind, my friend Loaded on that green floating on your genes I'll be that lion to your queen Well I heard they think they're grimey now,