หยุดเวลามองนาฬิกา ทำยังไงให้เธอไม่ไป และฉันไม่รู้จะเจอเธออีกเมื่อไหร่ ในใจก็รู้ว่าเธอนะจะต้องไป และฉันคงทำได้เพียงก็แค่เข้าใจ เข้าใจ แต่ไม่รู้ว่าจะรับได้ไหม กลัวว่าใจฉันจะรับไม่ไหว ถ้าได้รู้เธอไปกับใครที่ไหน เพราะว่าฉันนั้นรู้และฉันก็ยังเข้าใจ เพราะว่าความรักมันไม่เข้าใครออกใคร ไม่ใช่สิ่งของที่จะเก็บเอาไว้ และมันไม่ใช่เงินทองที่จะเอามาใช้ และต่อให้ฉันจะรักเธออยู่ตลอดมา และต่อให้เธอไม่อยากจะกอดหรือสบตา อาจจะเป็นเพราะเราต้องปล่อย ให้เธอเดินไปให้ไกล และฉันไม่รู้ว่าฉันต้องทำยังไง ฉันต้องทำยังไง ทั้งๆที่รู้และยังเข้าใจ แต่มันก็ทนไม่ไหว ฉันคงไม่อาจจะปล่อยเธอไป ช่วยกอดฉันไว้สักครั้งได้มั้ย ก่อนที่เธอนั้นจะลาและหายไป อยากเหมือนพระเอกในละคร อยากมีเธออยู่ไม่ใช่อยู่แค่บางตอน มีเธอตอนตื่นจนกระทั่งตอนจะนอน อยากกอดเธอไม่ไปไหน แต่ตอนนี้คงทำได้ก็แค่ยอม ปล่อย ปล่อยเธอและคงไม่ได้คืนมา น้ำใสๆกระเด็นออกข้างในตา ฉันปิดประตูมาก้มหน้าและกินยา ให้มันมาช่วยบรรเทาทุกสิ่งที่ตัวฉันนั้นยืมมา

Y'all niggas broke, make ya bands do some push ups Y'all niggas broke, make ya bands do some push ups My bitch bad, she don't even have to stand up My bitch bad, she don't even have to stand up Y'all niggas broke, better get ya frames iced up Y'all niggas broke, better to get ya wrist frozed up These niggas broke, these niggas broke These niggas broke, homie need to get his bands up Flashing that money, yea I know you never had shit Just a bum ass nigga, trying to act rich Just another nigga faking, trying to be Mitch In real life, you ain't nothing but a real bitch Big bank, take little bank You seafood, I'm a shark in this fish tank Thought you was doing something pulling out that little grand I'm trying to tell y'all niggas dog I got big bands Fuck you throw band in ya bitch face Let her blow me, so she know how a king taste In and out, money coming and money going 4 In the morning dog and we still going Gallons of that liquor yea and we still pouring Kyrie in the forth quarter and we still scoring Who gone stop me, look around not a damn soul Keep believe them broke stories ya man's told Apply pressure to these bums then watch them fold Beat a hoe nigga in his face, until he cold Man I ain't playing with these hoe niggas Im trying to tell you I'll slap one of these hoe niggas All you hating ass niggas get ya money up Call me Dr. King, homie come and get this tummy tuck What the fuck, took his head off, homie shouldve duck Try ya luck, if you really bout it,then knuckle up I'm the man, i fuck a nigga bitch, yea I'm him him If you hungry, pull that stick out, feed an slim jim Is it dead, yea that nigga dead, put him in the dirt Flex on him, fuck that nigga wife, make his heart hurt Im Just out here for the money don't mind me Y'all broke, hoe niggas, don't remind me I want the power, what's a ghost without a Tommy I'm cloud surfing, you'll never find me I want the dime piece, you can keep the Jessica Off the top of this, like a wrestler Ha Fuck what y'all niggas talking about Getting money is the only thang I think about Get ya money up Get ya money babe Get ya money up Get ya money babe My bitch bitch bad she don't even got to stand up Yo bitch bad, make that hoe do some sit ups My bitch bad she don't even have to stand up My bitch bad ohh My bitch bad shit Big rubber bands Nigga I'm the fucking man Big rubber bands Nigga I'm the fucking man Y'all niggas broke, make ya bands do some push ups Y'all niggas broke, make ya bands do some push ups My bitch bad, she don't even have to stand up My bitch bad, she don't even have to stand up Y'all niggas broke, better get ya frames iced up Y'all niggas broke, better to get ya wrist frozed up These niggas broke, these niggas broke These niggas broke, homie need to get his bands up

If love endured that ancient cross How precious is my Savior's blood The beauty of heaven wrapped in my shame The image of love upon death's frame If having my heart was worth the pain What joy could You see beyond the grave If love found my soul worth dying for How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace If heaven now owns that vacant tomb How great is the hope that lives in You? The passion that tore through hell like a rose The promise that rolled back death and its stone If freedom is worth the life You raised (oh) Where is my sin, where is my shame? (Oh, Jesus) If love paid it all to have my heart How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on, you sing) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace (oh, when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom (come on) When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace (when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace

Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome Guess I'm a little bit shy Why don't you like me? Don't you like me Without making me try? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! How can I help, how can I help How can I help what you think? Hello my baby, hello my baby Putting my life on the brink Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like yourself? Should I bend over? Should I look older To be put on your shelf? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad, yeah So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! Alright Grace Kelly Here we go I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? (Why?) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! (Oh, yeah) (Why don't you walk out that door) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Grace, Grace, Grace) walk out the door! (Grace, Grace Kelly)

Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence causes silence Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me It's not my family In your head, in your head, they are fighting With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are crying What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh Another mother's breakin' Heart is takin' over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken It's the same old theme In two thousand eighteen In your head, in your head, they're still fightin' With their tanks, and their bombs And their guns, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are dyin' What's in...