Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Report to the dance dance dance floor Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Report to the dance dance dance dance dance floor I'm feelin' so energetic
Speak to me, universal laws The whores hustle and the hustlers whore All around me people bleed Speak to me, your song of greed Speak to me of you inner
Welcome to the world Free your loving, pleasure of the dance Free your loving, pleasure of the dance What you hear, what you hear What you hear is what
Aw shit, here we go Aw, there go my niggas over there Yeah, there go my thugs over there There go them bitches over there Look out for shots for my real
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Report to the dance, dance, dance floor) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Report to the dance, dance, dance, dance, dance floor
She wears her butterfly on her wrist But she might as well cut it's head off She's holding different weapons To kill the ghost inside Or at least kill
Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster? Can you feel my trigger hand Moving further down your back? When you hide, hide inside that body But
There's just so many things You never needed to say Like I'm your other soul But you can love them all You're tears are meaningless They're written on
You better crawl on your knees Oh, the next to time you say that you love me, fall on your knees 'Cuz this time I won't be so kind, can't you see that
Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide Voices trapped in yearning, memories trapped in time The night is my companion and solitude my guide
Quote, you are my soul unquote Now does that sound familiar? Kiss the boy and make him feel this way Quote, well this is me unquote You have been so
Hey listen 'cause I'll only say this once Do you think that you could lose yourself in me? I could say I want to die by your side one day But I could
Hold your hands into the sky Pray for mercy instead of time Big cities' action, oh, my big city girl Think she builds her own heaven 'Cause she finds
There's a lit cigarette in the hand of my new angel She's blowing smoke like halos And now everybody wants her But I shouldn't even bother Because you
They won't want you for who you are So you should step outside your skin Something tells me, that we were meant to be But how can that be, you run on
We love our tragedies when we're broken in our own little ways We're broken but we fit together just right You know, I saw the black inside your eyes
(feat. Domingo) [Intro] Yo check this out! In life, you got your want to be's You got your going to be's, and you got your has been's Then you got your