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burst your mind and cracks your bones

V E N O M
V E N O M
V E N O M
V E N O M, yeah

This is our hell and that's the way we live
Your eyes transfixed by
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
else's

Baby got lost on Highway 5 and called my name out loud
Said she broke down and cried about how we can't 
live apart
And all the people they
to understand

When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled
Well I'm runnin down the road about a hundred and five 
Don't care if I live, I just wanna die 
Searching for a gal who wants to keep me alive
love
Talk about love
Talk about love

You know I live down by the highway
And the cars roll by all night
While I ask the stars where the hell you
got lost on highway 5 and called my name out loud said she broke down and cried about we can't live apart
and all the people they were driving by
the sun is goin' down
Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown
Hear them moanin' their lives away
Then you hear somebody say
That's
A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds
And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds
They dance like a great
Yeah, D-Block
Styles P, you wit me dog?
Hell yeah, let's get 'em, yeah
Let's go

You get smacked with the hammer, nigga play your position
nine
Styles: Pick up ya goddamn phone man, I keep tryin to call you
Jesus Christ boy, one

Yeah, D-Block
Styles P you wit me dog?
Hell yeah, let's
Everytime the tire sounds the bell
Jj's back at home by five in the evening
With his wife his kids and his beer
He'll say he likes his life
But guaging by his
I woke her up twice in the middle of the night
To ask what her name is and where she might live
To ask how many fingers she saw in this light
thinkin about it.
I can't tell you how to live your life, All I can do is try to live my life(oh
Yeah)
I'm just rollin down the highway, thinkin about,
of the street.

[Chorus]
They laid a highway a few years back,
Next town over by the railroad track.
Some nights, I'm glad it passed us by.
Some nights, I
out a quarter to five

You could eat supper with any family you liked


They laid a highway a few years back

Next town over by the railroad track

Some
tell me where them niggas at before I take your ass hostage
He said "Alright. Around six around five
Of them niggas was riding around here in a maroon
A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds
And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds
They dance like a great
I've been working here, Monday, it'll be a year
And I can't recall a day when I didn't wanna disappear
But I keep on showing up, hell-bent on growing
and trapped by the blues
Baby, I'm sick of these blues

I'm gonna get outta hell in my dodge
Can't take this anymore
Gonna go downtown pick up my girl
you are
Got a big old house, about 50 cars
And the ones I drive, what a hell of a ride
Built for a player when I lean to the side
My shit so dank,
yourself a favor
And just leave me the hell alone?

Alright
Alright, alright
Go on and live your life tonight
I'm fine, man, I'm doin' alright
Never
I could be a patriot if I could see
But the T.V. talkin' man make no sense to me 
And I don't know where our savior lives
And I don't know where my
in the moonlight
And by the way, it's pay day

Live it up for the weekend
Pour it up, have the time of your life
Take a shot for the regrets
Can't you see that I am me
I'll be waiting by the window
I'll be heading for the door

I was driving down highway eighty-five, yeah
Had to pull off