It seeps under your front door Until it soaks in every pore Between the cracks in the walls It'll flow in every night It'll flood from your TV And destroy
I'm at your front door And I don't live here anymore Cause you're unhappy and now all thats left is an empty bottom drawer I'm packing boxes That you
She's a picture perfect photograph On acrylic paint and glue A Mona Lisa drawn by Hollywood But the frame can't hide the truth Put my faith and I wasted
soul I'm gonna kill my television and burn my radio I just want something that'll move my soul I want rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll
I don't want to love you, hold you I don't want to know what you're about I don't want your name or number, Just want to get in and get out She's a
I'm rolling like a freight train I'm coming off the tracks I'm not stopping for anything So try and catch me if you can I've been spinning around in
sideways I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin
sideways I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'
I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin
I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin all
