Hey babe, I'm feelin' something kinda crazy. I know that we got something special, boy. But lately I've been feelin' naughtier, than usual (You see I)
Blacked out in a white room My last cigarette lost the cherry Reminds me of fallen idols Their hearts on their sleeves when they're buried And freedom
We are the crowd We're c-coming out Got my flash on it's true Need that picture of you It's so magical We'd be so fantastical Leather and jeans Your
Love, lust, that first kiss, These are the things no one wants to miss, Time, lies, fast us still, But tell me if it's real! Cause I know a place where
How can I find something That two can take Without stumbling as we Walk into our future's wake I'm like a broken record That you can play Repeating as
(Scarface) Hotel, motel, deep up in a hoe's tail Pussy smellin sweeter than a half a key a dope smell Knock that top back, told her I'd be right back
You never enjoy your life Livin' inside the box You're so afraid of taking chances How are you going to reach the top? Rules and regulations Force you
Block Beaters Make my dream real Bl-bl-bl-bl-block Beaters Moving at the speed of sound With my head up in the clouds Moving at the speed of sound With
(Mike Posner) Now as I seen more money, there's more problems Every time I look around They say I'm not hungry and I lost it But you're never gonna, ever
Outside the world's a mindless child Outside Outside reflects the worst of styles Outside Inside when you're in my arms A mindless child is still to be
This party isn't working, oh no Yeah, we need to find days like we used to Livin' off a shoe string Never, never knew what the night would bring Now
Pull the blindfold down So your eyes can't see Now run as fast as you can Through this field of trees Say goodbye to everyone You have ever known You
I scored some speed in San Berdino So me and baby could get a little bump And now she?s in that motel room Puttin? on a show for some chump Yeah, well
They heard me singing and they told me to stop Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock These days my life I feel it has no purpose But
Paper houses and fallen angels Sometimes you can't see in front of you Wasted moments, trying to be someone I never wanted to be for you But I feel my
"Man, bitch I just bumped into my dog Juve, now bitch He gave me three invitations to his big bash tonight" "Who Juve?" "Yea, man what, you ain't know
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