Woke up to the clock
What knob makes it stop
Time to
Pressure on me
Can't get out
Situation it's a melt down
Nine to
Going to make a confession
Going to hope that you listen
I'm
Listen to the sound when ya....
Living high and mighty
Living high
Got this endless itch to ride
Into the night
Fortune cookie says
An empty street, a quiet smile
Without steady feet
You know the
Lyfe, it can shake ya, it can make ya
It can
Rich man, poor man, beggar man thief
You can fool some
I saw you gather all your hopes
With all your dreams
I
All she ever wanted when the day turned indigo,
Was to
People slippin' in the rain
I watch them get up again
It
When your heart is beating black and blue
And a cold