I'm a lush. And I'm drunk again off another crush. Don't rush. Just take your time, don't feel too much. And how 'bout you just take some blame?

My body is a sanctuary, my blood is pure. You want me bad, I think you're cool. But I'm not sure. Follow me, don't be such a holy fool.

It's fuckin' TR3YWAY! King of New York, lookin' for the Queen. Uh, you got the right one. L-let these, l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga.

It's a sweet sensation, over the dark. Oh, what a situation, we don't want to stop. It's the drugstore soul boy, over the dark.

Oh it's opening time. Down on Fascination Street. So let's cut the conversation. And get out for a bit. Because I feel it all fading.

Gimme fuel. Gimme fire. Gimme that which I desire. Turn on, I see red. Adrenaline crash and crack my head. Nitro junkie, paint me dead. And I see red.

Now I’ve been looking for someone. Tryna find the right boy to wear on my arm. I must admit it (yeah), you simply fit it (yeah).

Turnin' up emotional faders. Keep repeating self-hating phrases. I have heard enough of these voices. Almost like I have no choice.

Fonsi (¡ay!). Eso que te falta cuando estás con él. Que te mire y que te haga sentir mujer. No te mientas que él nunca te hará el amor.

I'd like to tell you that my sky's not blue, it's violent rain. And in my world, the people on the street don't know my name.

Saw the world turning in my sheets. And once again, I cannot sleep. Walk out the door and up the street. Look at the stars beneath my feet.

Trudging through the morning. And the tramp with the trampoline under his arm. Shifts past your whiskers. So stark is the charm, but the barking alarm.

Whispered:. For thou art the Kingdom and the Power and the Glory. Forever and ever. Amen. Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee,

I wake up fine and dandy, but then by the time I find it handy. To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing.

How soon do we forget how we felt? Dealing with emotions that never left. Playing with the hand that we were dealt. In this game.

Here's to the ones that we got. Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not. 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories.

Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes.

Magic for me. Magic make no sound. It good for me. It good for me underground. Magic on me. Really got me down. Invade my city.

Born in the year of oxycontin. Raised in the tall grass. Teen millionaire having nightmares. From the camera flash. Now I'm alone on a windswept island.

Y al fin comprendí. Quién soy en verdad. Si me confundí ya no hay marcha atrás. Ahora voy a andar ya no cambio más. Si no me conocen. Me conocerán.

Silicone, saline, poison inject me. Baby, I'm a free bitch, I'm a free bitch. Some girls won't dance to the beat of the track.