Feels like I'm riding a low. seem I've run out of road. feels like I'm running on a low. seems I've lost control. . Never gonna get through this if I don't try.
never really try that hard at anything at all. always was the one to stall take you to the ball we could shake it all with your friends then i'll meet.
hold you run away let the sunset bleed through. stress line when it breaks i'll be the first one to get mine. thank you for all the pain that you put me through.
i got my ways. i've got my reasons. i could sit for days and count the reasons why i like to sit around. and get high and waste my life away. looks like another nervous breakdown.
Wish i could save you from yourself. Maybe this time. Repaired the fracture didn't heal so well. But its alright, and i know you've got the scars to prove.
Give me a bottle. Give me a glass.. I'm out on the boat a ... Rollin' ,. rollin' in the burning grass,. . She's in the city. I'm in the states.. Working the country. Drinkin' ,.
I'm so obsessed, don't care how dumb I look. You must be bad cuz' you make me feel good. The more I'm with you the more I'm hooked. oh oh oh oh ohhh yea yea yea yea yeaaa.
(If you miss me, like I miss you). I stayed up till 5, last night,. just to say I missed ya,. thank God for free, wifi,. and the key to the mini bar,.
[B.G.]. When it comes down to stuntin', I pull it all. When it comes down to G shit, I get it all. When it come to pullin' hot girls, I pull 'em all. When it come to rockin' ice, B.G. rock it all.
We ridin' coming up out of the flames with the K firing. (Ride, ride). Hot Boys ridin' our flames firing. (Ride, ride, ride). . I'm 'bout to make a move so you best to 86.
What, check, check. Head buster, set ripper, neighborhood superstar. Corner splitter while we dispose of nigga broad hitter. Hot Boys soldier, expedition flipper, hell.
Outta of the woods, outta of the shacks. From across the tracks in their Pontiacs. Jump back, the bubbas are comin'. No more shuck an' jive. . Rebels yell for the honky-tonk life.
Ever since you went away. Everyday is such a cloudy day. And I don't know if it's rain from the skies. Tears from my eyes, fallin' on my face. And rollin' down my cheek.
I feel the power, of overwhelming doom!. Do you feel the power, when I enter the room?. . Everyone in America, run for your lives!. ThereÕs a billion gothic ravers falling from the skies....
Walking around the nightclub. all the people make me sick.. Dancing and having a goodtime. oh there all just full of shit.. . Yeah I have to slip myself something.
How can I get this back?. I thought that we could make it. I was the best you had,. Now you're telling that you've always faked it. And it's all my fault, 'cause you've said it's all my fault.
Small groove thing invades my veins. Soul deserts and leaves this chain. Here she's coming to me. Revolver excludes this community. Small groove thing take off my chains.
sanctions denied basic rights. can't you see the dying ones with those city eyes?. America, what have you done?. what have you done by playing god?. (hey profiteers, with your rows of lovely homes and your shiny cars.