Can't help but notice Your find this whole life thing a drag Think this shits bogus, it is and you know this Seeing in my peripheral You try to suffer...
I guess I got what I prayed for Now you're in my bed I guess we look good on paper Thoughts run through my head I know you think you...
Staring out my window Pistol in my palms Tears soaking my pillow As I write this song I caught my lady being untrue Oh what was I supposed to do...
Who runs the show Who runs the show Who runs the show Who runs the show who hands out the suspensions I need a lesson in mishap prevention Young boy...
Heard you found someone else To sleep next to you Homie sexual But girl I ain't judging I know you were sick of my shit Found yourself a bitch One...
Isn't it an irony The things that inspire me They make me bleed So profusely I got everything I need Time and space to think and breathe What does it...
Ooh, ooh Hey, hey So what's the price? We're like mosquitoes to light, in a sense I feed off bioluminescence Love and intent So it's a quick fix What else...
Now that I know What I know There's nothing new Under the moon Spent many nights On you Oh, I Oh, I I don't give a damn, 'cause it don't...
Are you okay? Been starin' at your face From across the room now You seem out of place It's a new day The people know your name They smile when...
In the nick of time, that's when you appeared Girl, I was lost till you found me here My hair was long but my head was low And now I'm...