Screaming your name I Just wanna be Lost everyday And I don't need Directions Just let me stay Lost [Guitar Break] I'm so lost In u I'm so lost In u
ain't fucking wit you and your wacked sound Who's the crew you wanna fuck with? (The infrared) Ai yo C, put the beam to this nigga's head PCP motherfucker, you lost
pop out the steering wheel It's real, stack dough and make more While you cats come up slow, like Lamborgini doors You might see me in a Range, you might
are wantin' vision feel it from within You're a star creator soul craft generator movin' through time and space son you're a liberator but you're memory
my dog tags jingle by the moster island heart he built. Grew up with a Jughead crown tild and tardy slip. Be all you can be just never soothed us. You lost
run away I run until it feels as though my toes will fall off Until it seems that they've been covered up in frost and then lost I run until the year
to Chicago I used to long for time alone I used to long for a place of my own and I've lost faith in everything I'm lost, so lost, I'm lost without you
(Lost in stereo, lost in stereo) (Lost in stereo, lost in stereo) She works for the weekend Mixtape of her favorite bands Turning up the radio Lost in
fuck-all for warning I wish I was back in the drunk tank drowning Every new morning I was lost but now I'm found searching every pub in town cuz you
jive I was burning alive Whenever you walk in the room It happened so quickly I was feeling so sickly Like a lover who lost his muse The sharks in the tank
because he ...(?) the sheriff You best hope this wax don't cut you Hope one time don't bust you This style will finger fuck you And patna I just can't trust you
tape ignite your gas tank I lace you like your mom in a bondage suit with matching hooker boots teaching you to tie your shoes you lose every time I rhyme
I'm a suicide driver, never been a liar If I don't kill you later, I'm a kill you manana You don't want no problems You don't want no drama Nigga I'm
2) Turn around... The wheels of the Shadowmen tank (x 2) Every man is left behind Every man has lost his mind Exorcists anthologize Bounce to the Shadownmen tank
car, waitin for the stars to snap The stars on my cap remind me of the time We went to Fargo, with a car full of anxiety An angel's breast, and a tank
talk to you anymore I don't want to think about you anymore, I don't ever want to see you again In case you even care, you can never ever come into my
