I took your picture off the shelf. Sat down and had myself a good cry. Wrote your number on a bathroom wall. Let somebody else take the fall this time.
I'm going downtown, I'm gonna look real nice. I'll be sportin' my stilletos, gonna cause a few fights. I'm gonna find my friends 'cause it's girls' night.
I wish I could give you the love you deserve. I wish I could be your servant d'jour, yeah. I wish I could tell you the things that I'm not. I wanna show you what I've got.
Out here out on my own. I admit that it gets me sometimes. It's not that I'm not strong. It's just a different view. . I know that I belong. Standing out in the sweet sunshine.
You're not a rerun. Not just another one. You're a new friend. You just began. . Who's up tonight?. Who's girl gonna get picked up tonight?. Who's over now?.
To be afraid is a luxury. So cool your engines for me. I don't want a sweetheart. I want a machine. . I love you the most, I do. When you're so close to me.
One step in front of the other. The clock wasting minutes away. Slowly counting the hour. That determines my destiny. . In this place I wait. Looking at the stares.
You can hold your breath until. You're blue and just lie there dead. Until you're buried in your lies. Because the truth that you've been running from now lies with you.
Her eyes look down on me, upon my sorrow. As my soul lies on its death bed. Lost in regret, I could not change. I will stand strong in every way. . Nothing but a lie to myself.
(featuring Tahir). . Uhh, ahh, uhh. {*heavy breathing*}. Uhh, ahh, uhh, yeah. {*heavy breathing*}. . [Chorus]. 'cause if you ain't ready (ready). You better, get ready (get ready).
I don't wanna come back here, to this place. It's a cold that only comes from blaming yourself for two decades wasted. And I don't wanna come back here, to this place.
Gangrene rules over your body. All your limbs give way from decay. You are witness of your end. Sorrowful view on remains. Your loud screams can't help you now.
Rotted bones turn in earth. while eye almighty gazes. Sealed behind its lid. bound by triangular coffin.. . Rotted bones turn in the earth. beetles crawl undivine tissue.
Give me a smile. Give me your name, girl. Give me a sign to cut my way. And get what I came for, you. 'Cause you don't come easy. . Give me your hand.
down down the gray wall. to gaze upon the graves beyond the windows. mesmerizing, mesmerizing. that wound that star got to get up had to see where you are.
GIVE IT UP. (Written by Bobby Brown, Gerald Baillergeau, Victor Merritt, and Jerome Woods). . Uh huh. Hey yo give me a tune-up(?) for this album, man.
Goose bumps, goose bumps, goose bumps. Imma give it to ya. Bring that body to me. Let me show you shawty. Imma keep it comin. Let me show you baby. It wont take long.
CHORUS:. GRANDPA GOT RUN OVER BY A BEER TRUCK. COMING OUT OF WOODY'S CHRISTMAS DAY. GRANDMA GOT A JOB OUT AT THE BREWERY. I NEVER KNEW THAT SHE COULD DRIVE THAT WAY.
They say I'm a ghetto man, they call me a ghetto bastard. They say I'm a dope dealer, they say I'm a money snatcher. They call me a ghetto thug, I'm livin the ghetto life.
We want you to make it. You're given the life and you choose to take it. Open the door, the snakes made it in. Make love to your snake, the skin keeps you warm.