You're miles away... I'm not messing about, I've got a mile of self doubt Yeah, you're not even close yet, Because you're miles away Another day in bed, sorting out your head You don't
There's nothing real about your fight Nothing in the shit you write You've got charisma in your hair The make up lady put it there, and it's (1+2+3+4) x (2+2+3+4) x (2x3) + (2+4) = 666
Nothing And nothing's where you're at When you ain't got something You'll never get it back It's coming on like a drug The universal power of one But it don't mean nothing If it a
I don't know I'm born, I'm only young I don't have a choice, you know I'm only young I'm getting older, I'm getting smaller Everybody tells you, "you've got to walk taller" You did a war,
It's OK to beat the living shit from the drum kit It's OK to take what you don't have, if you want it That's alright, that's your way Water's cold, December, Del Ray Through those eyes, ma
On and on like a Rush song, like a long one You're the miss in the partnership, yeah the right one There will come a day when Ill bury you I will go the same way, together, Whatever there
So come out fighting, second's out Who's the daddy? Well there's no doubt Got on thing on your brain, you all act the same But you're alright 'Cos you are from Venus and I am from Mars
How many cars on the drive are actually yours...? You never go out for a ride, you keep them indoors You got a big big mouth A big big house Your the king of cribs right now* A real big
Somethings going on I don't know what I did But it worked out fine again Got you in my song It sounds like a hit It's gonna be alright again We're something to celebrate The more
A - Starbucks She's silver rich, i cannot take no more yeah Don't wanna quit but that's a pretty nice door yeah I got a bed, it really cost a fortune I go away and it's too big without you
