You came from the far far east Spread the world around You were such a terrible beast A beast without sound Everyone I knew just talked about you You made us insane No one dared to see you face, so Just hide in vane and wait with pain But after some rain, the sun shines again It's something to lean on And after the night, the days will be bright When it's gone It's something to lean on When it's gone The source was from Earth at least Invaded mankind You were just a small small beast A beast without a mind People in the world just talked about you You ruled our lifes All people want to see your face, so Don't wait in vain stand in lane And after the rain, the sun shines again It's something to lean on And after the night, the days will be bright When it's gone And after the pain, there's goodness again It's something to count on And after the dark, just a walk in the park When it's gone When it's gone It's something to count on It's something to count on It's something to lean on When it's gone When it's gone And after the rain there's sunshine again When it's gone

A careless heart ain't no good to no one I was going back my friends to see Of what became of my childhood daydreams Of all the things that used to be To my surprise I stood alone I walked a river of a waking dream My father say, "Know what you're thinking" I guess, this old town seen better days It's all gone Ain't nothing for you here now Sail on You talk of change, something better Cutting down that big old tree There's flesh and blood in there somewhere But no matter what you just don't seem to see I walk your chambers, your empty halls I see you talking behind the doors My father say, "Know what you're thinking" I guess, this old town seen better days It's all gone Ain't nothing for you here now Sail on I'm sailing on, I'm running faster than I ever run before My father say, "Know what you're thinking'" I guess, this old town seen better days Sail on

We fell asleep sideways on your bed I'm still awake watching your eyes rest You Put your makeup on just to take it off But it's still good when it's gone My shirts hanging on the door Your dress is laying on the floor You looked like heaven with it on But it's still good when it's gone Some things keep on giving When they're gone, yeah, you don't miss 'em Still riding high on midnight memories One thing I can take away from all the better days Is that they're ours to have, but not to keep That's why we take pictures and write songs Cause it's good when it's gone Like that bottle we killed, you always loved Malibu Like the stars we counted from a Beach towel on your roof A high that I'm still on, like summer when it's gone Ohhh Even though you're gone I got those pictures and you got this song We're all just trying to hold on Cause it's good when it's gone

You do what I say that you would You know l'd do the same if I could But I guess I just forgot about it Maybe I'm spread too thin I meant what I said, don't doubt it I just don't know where to begin 'Cause I've got a to-do list Ten miles long And I don't know how to do this But I'mma do it on my own I'm just working on, working on, working on it I know I got, know I got ahold on this So, take a shot, take a shot, I know I don't miss Why can't you see? I'm working on, working on, working on it I know I got, know I got ahold on this So, take a shot, take a shot, I know I don't miss No, don't you doubt Don't you doubt Don't you doubt me You do what I say that you would You know l'd do the same if I could But I guess I just forgot about it Maybe I'm spread too thin I meant what I said, don't doubt it I just don't know where to begin 'Cause I've got, got what I want, what I need No such thing As too much opportunity (too much opportunity) I got what I want, what I need I figure it out, don't you doubt me Don't you doubt I'm just working on, working on, working on it I know I got, know I got ahold on this Take a shot, take a shot, I know I don't miss No, don't you doubt Working on, working on, working on it I know I got, know I got ahold on this So, take a shot, take a shot, I know I don't miss Why can't you see? I'm working on, working on, working on it I know I got, know I got ahold on this So, take a shot, take a shot, I know I don't miss No, don't you doubt Don't you doubt Don't you doubt Don't you doubt Don't you doubt Working on, working on, working on it I know I got, know I got ahold on this So, take a shot, take a shot, I know I don't miss Why can't you see? I'm working on, working on, working on it I know I got, know I got ahold on this So, take a shot, take a shot, I know I don't miss No, don't you doubt me

Darlin' I'm feelin' pretty lonesome I'd call you on the phone some But I don't have a dime Darlin' Your so far behind me Tomorrow's gonna find me Further down the line Taking me some paper A pencil in my hand I'm ganna write Darlin' You know I feel the cold nights Thinking of the old nights Spent alone with you Darlin' A tear is in my eye now Knowing I could try now To make it back to you Hey! Darlin' I love you more than ever I wish we were together Darlin' Mine Darlin' I'm feeling pretty lonesome I'd call you on the phone some But I don't have a dime Darlin' Your so far behind me Tomorrow's gonna find me Further down the line Darlin' I'm feeling pretty lonesome (so lonesome) I'd call you on the phone some (call you on the phone some) But I don't have a dime (No I don't have a dime) Darlin' (pretty Darlin') Your so far behind me (So far behind me) Tomorrow's gonna fine me (tomorrow's gonna find me) Further down the line (down the line) Darlin' (Pretty darlin') I'm feeling pretty lonesome (oh I'm so so lonesome) I'd call you on the phone some(on the phone some) But I don't have a dime (No I don't have a dime)

Uh, Terror Reid Hey yo Stare into my fucking eyes and you will see How your life could be before you met me Don't wait, G, I meant you, and your little sister too I broke in your house and blew chunks in the room Now look at that, I'm chillin' in your mama's bubble bath Relaxin', chewin' on a shitty used napkin I must've mistook it for your grandma's tits She's into zippers and whips, I'm talkin' freaky deaky shit, bitch Tourture you with gutter tubes and throw you out like rubbish Tie up all your limbs and then control you like a puppet The bitches love it, putting cocaine in a bucket Serve it to the pigs and watch 'em cause a bunch of ruckus (Oh, it's like that?) Well kiss my mother fucking ass crack, bitch And tell your dad I want my Adderall back, bitch I'll play you like monopoly, destroy your property I got a pocket full of pills, so please prepare properly Because I am the one who is next up Hit you with the uppercut, slam dunkin' in ya chick's guts T, E double R, O to the R Speedin' down ya block in a stolen cop car Because I am the one who is next up Hit you with the BMX X-Up You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus I'm not that new to this Terror taking over, coming straight out the mothafuckin' looney bin I got the spastic tactics and unique techniques I'm Godzilla in the streets, and King Kong in the sheets Take a week just to recover I slice the booty cheeks like butter, then I nut under ya covers I used to fuck the pussy during math class Now I fuck the pussy or the tushy while I'm driving real fast R-E-I-D, he got the rare disease And grabbin' a gun that shoots mothafuckin' laser beams You know, anything is possible with these secret unlockables Unstoppable, gettin' head from Kim Possible And Ron's in the back, with his naked mole rat Give him a hit of acid, and a DVD of Rugrats What's the stich? Are ya hearin' this shit? That I'm spillin' out my lips as I'm pullin' on some Whippets Just sit back, relax, and pay attention The masked maniac is back And stole ya grandfather's whole pension Because I am the one who is next up Hit you with the uppercut, slam dunkin' in ya chick's guts T, E double R, O to the R Speedin' down ya block in a stolen cop car Because I am the one who is next up Hit you with the BMX X-Up You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus I'm not that new to this Terror taking over, coming straight out the mothafuckin' looney bin It's Terror Reid, mothafucker (R-E-I-D) Comin' out the rubble (The illist) He causin' trouble Someone grab a fuckin' muzzle (Vodka bitch) (You don't know shit)

Richard liked the sound of his own voice By the kitchen in the mirror It extracted all of our teeth Filled the sink with blood And I am on the cross of forgiveness He wanted it final, finally And I ain't afraid to say it He is strong when it comes to love And I was driving places in his heart Bound for endless love Pushing at the arrow of time Taking back the hand that is mine Out there playing cricket with my blood He is taller than me Ain't no way to say it other than I have fallen from you Pushing at the arrow of time Taking the hand that is mine Richard liked the sound of his own voice By the kitchen in the mirror It extracted all of our teeth Filled the sink with blood And I am on the cross of forgiveness He wanted it final, finally And the record is playing your heart The flowers we planted have blown apart And like an [?] I'm sinking We wanted it final We wanted it finally