I got close to your skin while you were sleeping I taste the salt on your hands I reached out to touch you, the morning light disarms you Won't you let
Please believe that Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way
[Lil Wayne] Rock star lifestyle might not make it, President got em' in the White House naked, Looked at the clock and it say right now, Get a pound break
I know a gal got a lot to lose She's a pretty nice lady but she's kinda confused Got muscles in her head ain't never been used Thinks she owns half of
I conjure up the thought of being gone But I'd probably even do that wrong I try to think about which way Would I be able to? And would I be afraid? '
In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eye can see When there was no ear to hear, you
There's been some hard feelings here About some words that were said Been some hard feelings here and what is more There's been a bloody purple nose
Everybody wants an easy ride On the merry-go-round that we call life Take your drive on cruise control Then you wait to find out it's a winding road
I was so excited when you asked if I could go But mom said I'd have to ask my daddy I met him at the front door, so afraid that he'd say no But he smiled
Any way you want it, you can call me any day Hey hey hey Any way you want it, you can always hear me say Hey hey hey It's all right, it's all right It
Here we go again, I kinda want to be more than friends So take it easy on me, I'm afraid you're never satisfied Here we go again, we're sick like animals
I've been here looking dynamite Alone against the wall Girls like you give it all so cold Talking cheap in a bathroom stall And look so smooth, you better
There you go messing with my mind I am usually better when I lie There I go, stuck inside a shell And you're living on the other side, a lovers carousel
Play me down my lover Like we're undercover Like we're in a fresh veneer Like all the girls and boys in school Our anticipation And our bad behaving
I've been searching for days now I've found something I lost On a holy roller channel asking me what's the cost On a couch in a cold room Pouring salt
Everybody's telling everybody off It's the last thing I wanna hear You've been killing me for days and days it seems But the truth is the thing I fear
When we were in our youth We had dreams that we could fly We had friends that weren't visible And love that never died And as we grow old and felt the
I've got these habits that I cannot I've got these habits that I can't I've got these habits that I cannot break I found life out on the weekdays When