December 2009
You ain't right take me high Then that high it subsides an my body flat lines Then you come to revive, wait, wait, wait I’m alive But how long with it last, will it all come Crashing down, how many
When the cats come out the bats come out to playy In the morning after The dawn is here, be gone be on your wayy
It may not mean nothing to y'all But understand nothing was done for me So I don't plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever mayne