Its always one day, that goes by... and i never will let it go. Each time i think of it... its the thought of you and i... so far apart... and i cant do a single thing.
It seems all i do is work its like i never stop. friday night we stop off at the liquor shop. cause' its time yeah we going out. we livin' our life, got nothing to care about.
In this place for the rebels and outlaws, away from the fortunate few.. We are the blood of the human.. Starving for moments with you, for moments with you..
There's a burning in my heart everyday. I come to you, I look to you and say. When will I become everything. That you've intended me to be. . I'm beating at my chest everyday.
The cold October air is blowing in my hair. And I'm losing everything I never thought I would. Where is that old playground? Where is that old sundown.
My knuckles have turned white from holding your hand, oh, so tight. Your hand in mine feels too right. My tongue has become tied, I'm fighting back my insides.
Tonight, tonight were fighting for our lives. And all we know thats right inside. The times we had when you were mine. . This is all youre hoping for.
You shut me off and turn Your back on me. But I'll be waiting outside when You leave. All that I can say is what I've said a million times before. Those words, those words will never change.
Give me one good reason why I should trust. Or see the good in both of us. When we came with love and left with lust. When we came with lies we've learnt to trust.
Take a ticket and wait in the line outside. In the sun we are nothing but food for the flies. Then they tell us that the florist easily bores. If we want we need wed better keep it short.
[Chorus]. O My God. I can't believe he's calling me again. Why, I don't even like you. (nigga quit calling me). Can you believe this,. (why you gotta keep callin me).
It started with the sun in your eyes. The devil in your throat and in your thighs. A pocket full of notes, a head of lies. Is no good for you. . Wrestle with the questions in your head.
When we were young. We made the mistakes that make us what we are today. When we get old. We long for the lessons that were meant for yesterday. When we were ghosts.
I saw the devil again. Gave me deliverance. I saw my angel and then. I couldn't tell the difference. . It was a trickster, mister. Trickster, mister. Trickster, mister.
I saw the devil again. Gave me deliverance. I saw my angel and then. I couldn't tell the difference. . It was a trickster, mister. . I saw my father again.
My god loved the whores and babies. My god never noticed a sin. My god grew and killed the daises. My god threw the towel in. . My god is weird, my god is scared, my god paints a pretty picture.
I wanted to take a train to the nearest awakening. Took a bullet the speed of light, into infinite time. I noticed a wake, the face was mine. Where was I?.