Lyrics:
like a butterfly or get stung by a b for Beretta
Bust down, make people move like David Guetta
Move
Loaded up enough metal jackets to fill a department
mile, mile, mile
Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand
Take him to some shady bower
Save me from the wrath of this man
Please take him
Save me
Save my soul from evil, Lord
And heal this soldier's heart
I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord
I'm done with Bonaparte
What dreams he made for us
that God would save my soul
Yeah I've paid a lot of heavy tolls
But what a feeling, chasing the sun
Living my life like a shot from a gun
sellin' their
Everyone sayin' they woke
But they sleepwalkin', dead, eyes closed
L.A. monster
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Lord, save these
pass me by
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul, now,
I made my bed but I couldn't sleep in it
With the man in red tracking me minute by minute
Running like a horse
Always looking behind me
But
you die by your own hand
As a suicide, you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every
it (uh)
Think about shed a tear ? Niggah save it (what)
Dirty motherfucking games, both niggas played it (come on)
David went on some foul shit, went
you die by your own hand
As a suicide, you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every
beating
Never hold back on yourself
Leave it all behind
Never hold back on yourself
Leave it all behind
Love to save my soul
Isn't there enough
Love
from my souls to my throat
You shouldn't wall us up with your apathy
But you did and now you're only growing enemies
This is the catalyst, the alpha,
Save me from the
Ghosts and shadows before they eat my soul
Mercy
Mercy
Show me mercy, from the powers that be
Show me mercy, can someone rescue
rip up your letter
I ain't tryna link with nobody feel its a setup
Got the choppa on my body it sing just like David Guetta
Them niggas run every time
the mason margeilas
Now I got the glass
But she ain’t got the slipper
Memories like David Guetta
Push it like salt n pepa
Gotta put down the cup
To have
leave him stumblin' ragged by the road
I'd ride that highway to the arms of my sweet family
And forget about the stranger in the cold
And Christmas
stroll, where our first kiss we stole, soul to soul
And "My Fair Lady" is a terrific show, they say
We both may see it close some day
The city's glamor
to
Hold reins on all the ties
And if by chance, I'd drown for you
Would you believe, at last it's true
That all my soul was yours to take
Would you believe
stroll, where our first kiss we stole, soul to soul
And "My Fair Lady" is a terrific show, they say
We both may see it close some day
The city's glamor
signals like Morse code
My soul starts to grow colder than the North Pole
I try to focus on the whole of where the torch goes
In the tradition of these
Kick back, David Beckham
You know, I don't have to prove myself
Already demonstrated that my mind is capable
Of anything I'm thinkin' of
Goin' in, hustle
by the angel who fell
Who saves me from hell?
And who is my God?
And where is my soul?
Too tired to jump too young to run
Never-ending,
like lumberjack
Eff your verse I'll pen it better
All in-house like David Guetta
Why they get salty when a man pepper
I'm bringing terror till like
by the angel who fell
Who saves me from hell?
And who is my God?
And where is my soul?
Too tired to jump too young to run
Never-ending,
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