I see trees of green, red roses too, I see them bloom for me and you and I think to myself—cupid draw back your bow and let your arrow go straight to my lover’s heart for me—pink skies twisted up with the blues, I can’t make my mind stop looking at you—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—this is all so crazy—throw me against the wall—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—baby, how ya feelin’?—wow I feel good—bad bitch, even when I’m crying crazy—bad bitch, even when I’m crying crazy—bad bitch, even when I’m crying crazy—bad bitch, even when I’m crying crazy—bad bitch, even when I’m crying crazy—bad bitch, even when I’m crying crazy—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—I’m so high—I’m so high—I can touch the sky—There aint no mountain high enough, aint not valley low enough, aint no river wide enough, to keep me from getting to you, baby—this is all so crazy, everybody seems so famous—

I came in like a wrecking ball—

if you got it flaunt it—I wish it would rainI wish it would rain—        I wish it would rain—I wish it would rain—    I wish it would rain—        I wish it would rain—I wish it would rain—        I wish it would rain—I wish it would rain—                                                                                                                                                                                                                I wish it would rain—I wish it would rain—                                                                                                                                                                               I wish it would rain—                                                                                                                                I wish it would rain—                                                                                                                                I wish it would rain—                                                                                                            I wish it would rain—                                                                                                                                                                            I wish it would rain—I wish it would rain—                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I wish it would rain—                                                                                                                                            I wish it would rain—I wish it would rain—                                                                                                                                                                                                                   I wish it would                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         rain——

there’s a rattle
in my bones—

    I think about dying everyday, I’ve been told that that’s a little strange, but I’ve always been a little strange

Another reason

why I work

like a

mother fucker—

destination like—its about the journey anyway.

My straight jacket's

custom-made

(with fucking diamonds)