you realize I wrote this song for you. HIDING OUT BACK STAGE JUST TO GET AWAY BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO HARD TO SHAKE! I THINK IT'S TIME TO REMIND YOU TO BACK
I LOVED! YOU'RE JUST AN IGNORANT FAKE WHO WILL NEVER BECOME SOMEONE WHO GOT THE BEST OF ME! I'LL GIVE YOU SPACE THAT YOU NEVER WANTED. YOU'LL NEVER HEAR
to blame. I'M NOT THE ONE TO BLAME! Count the ways that you destroy me. I'm not the one to blame. I'M NOT THE ONE TO BLAME! (Thanks to Close To Home
These are the nights (these are the nights) that we won't forget. (we won't forget) These are the nights that we won't forget (Thanks to Close To Home
falling down around your eyes. I'll wait for you tonight. These lonely nights are calling you as the stars are falling down around your eyes. I'll wait for you tonight (Thanks to Close
getting further away from you. HOLD ON AND NEVER LET ME GO! KEEP ME IN YOUR HEART THIS ROAD WILL LEAD ME HOME! I'VE BEEN COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS TIL
You've got me)And all I know is I never want to come back down.We sing Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh. We sing Whoa- oh-oh-oh (Thanks to Close To Home for these lyrics
s who we are. It's what we love. We stand at the edge of what's to come. It's who we are. It's what we love. LOVE! (Thanks to Close To Home for these
best person you'd see. I was wrong but all these singles bring me back to the stars. And all the clocks turn (CLOCKS TURN) but these pictures never change
night you can look inside You won?t feel so alone You know we?ve been down that road What seems a thousand times before My back to a closing door And
's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake up shiverin', pull my hoe close
dog the place R-R-R-Rocket like a missile in space Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil case We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A To places close to home,far away
high Bought some fresh Adidas so you could look fly Broke out from your crib rushin' to get here Tripped ans stumbled almost broke your neck comin' down
fly crash the Limo back seats Lookin' in the faces of some ladies that I never met On the interview tip, no sweat They ask me questions, I throw the words back
north made me kill my friend They told me, "This ain't no game, kid, you're in it You're down with the Syndicate but never admit it" Muthafucka, now you're down
got shot That's how I'm livin' I did three years in and made close friends Havin' no love my homies came my only I was glad, a family I never had But
my niggas down south I'm coming out All you fake G's stay home Leave that shit alone front and back, 98 brougham King Tee's back on the throne And that
bitch kissing all over her Bust the pussy wide open, can't close it up Make her bounce that shit, when you found that bitch She was layin' on the ground, panties down
