Your voice is killing me. Your words are hard as they come. Thoughts that sit in here, fall like bullets to the floor. Your heart is pulling me, the
Pain troubles me, filled up, it lives in here. Cold air I breathe, full of mistakes I've made. Stay back. It's out of our hands. Try too hard. Try to
After... After all, we are the same as we always were. We cover and carry on, like everything's copasetic and courage we felt at all, feels like failure
This is the last time I'll wait. I forced my self here. Listened to all I can take. (I try and wash it away.) I still remember the fallout that can't
Fate, it never followed me. Until now, I never wanted it to... (take me, I'm caving.) I always wanted it to... (save me, I'm waiting.) I wanted everything
I don't know why I'm so caught up in covering up the past. After all this time I, I thought I would be over you at last. But it kills me at night, I
Is this what you wanted? You got what you needed; all that's mine. Take it or leave it. (Take it or leave it.) Everything's even but what's left of my
don't have plenty of money It's plenty of nothing you've got Heavy industry A higher standard of living Hard currency [An unwritten dance] Martha:
going on Hey optimism anyone? We believe the currency of love We believe the virgin falls in love Care free the beat'll pass it on Please believe the currency
(feat. Lil Wayne, Rick Ross) [Chorus:] They know what we want, give it to us [x4] Twenty, tens, n fives (carots) If you a balla than a hundred's gon
Dawg, you gotta feel me on this one What it be like dawg? I'm on some, some, adope grown up type shit Look who I be around nigga, look who I been around
we want-want; give it to us (give it to us) [x4] [Chorus:] Twenty, Tens, and Fives (CURRENCY)[x2] If you a balla then the hundred's gon' fly (CURRENCY
Five thousand dollars Five thousand dollars Five thousand dollars Take it, take it Five thousand dollars Five thousand dollars Five thousand dollars
, all the murderers, drug dealers, burglars Interstate traffickers, gun runners, gat clappers [Royal Flush] I can't call it cousin, this currency got
Time is the Final Currency (5:18) Words and Music: David Crosby Time is the final currency Not money Not power The time will come When you will give
I don't know why I'm So caught up in covering up the past After all this time I I thought I would be over you at last But it kills me at night I was
Covered the skin but I can't still feel The ways you left me for dead Uncover the sin to let the scars reveal The blood that flowed from me Over the
I can't deny it, I fucking like it It brings on confidence and courage that I lost I turn into it, it helps me through it Until I lie awake and contemplate