on your walls. Now that your not here I feel that I can be fair, and leave it all behind. I don't think I can fail again. Leave it all to me. I think
with shatas [Rihanna] I didn't mean to end his life I know it wasn't right I can't even sleep at night Can't get it off my mind I need to get out of
the wreck of twisted steel The steering wheel becomes his meal This man watches his TV Scanning channels endlessly Stops at station fourty four It's
Now what you kno bout it What you know about it It ain't what you know about it's how you go about it An I go about it like I kno about it Like I'm sho
t make fortification Your not dope enough, spit self glorification So don't jerk me around cause my name ain't masturbation Life is hard it'll leave you
children. Deja vu, could be I'm dreaming, But we all ask for divine reason, While still breathing, and until leaving. Who?, What?, When? Where?, How? But most of all
The subway station's closed again Sleeps beneath its veil of rain My footprints broken trail behind Steals the night lights from my mind The dark deserted
And pulled up the counterpane They all could reflect, that it was very nice To know that they wouldn't be bothered by mice They can leave all that to
The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving There's nobody, nobody knows on the street A few stranded souls standing cold at the station And nowhere
The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving, There's nobody nobody knows on the street; A few stranded souls standing cold at the station, An
, it's what were all about it's what we live for Come on and shout it out, come on and shout it out Come on and shout it out, come on and shout it out
it was me who was in charge Of the sleeping car express From the driver and the guards to the bagmen playing cards I would supervise them all more or
the bad Oh, how selfish of myself to always say that it was more than I could take, like it was pain I could not shake, like it could break me with
The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving, There?s nobody nobody knows on the street; A few stranded souls standing cold at the station, An
Murder me just for your law And I'll be back for all y'all Die! You're gonna die... I'll be back for all y'all...
