: (feat. Timbaland) I'm holding on your rope, Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound You tell me that
: Start I'm gonna start with this Just a single thought followed by words I hope I don't miss, miss anything Write you a letter, but it's better that
: [Verse 1] Well hello sir, we look for monday, Confident we'll get there someday, Pushing all the papers to a wealthy man, Might I say, a beautiful
: Autumn wind turns again The days are warm, start to fade All that's here is still the same Memories fall like rain The only world I know Steady as
: [Verse 1] Uh ohh Now i stared at you From across the room Until both my eyes were faded I was in a rush I was out of luck Now I'm so glad that
: [UK Bonus Track] Come, come, my dear Take flight, come near I see your fear creeping around you First love, then hate, then love, no, wait Your confusion
: You say you're a minute from the deep end You cut cold the courtesy its sink or swim now Your body's aching for a breath I'll give it to you With
: I can't sleep now, no, not like I used to I can't breathe in and out like I need to It's breaking ice.. now, to make any movement What's your vice?
: Patience Took you for everything Looked like a diamond ring You are so much longer That made sense Apathy in disguise Crept on you like a spy Hurt
: Days feel hard earned Night grows longer Summer says its goodbyes And darkness covers We find shelter Our own place to hide Oh As the light
: Six on the second hand Two new years resolutions and there's just no question what this man should do take all the time lost all the days that
: (feat. Former Fat Boys) Rap Lyrics: Back and forth slamming doors tears like rain on my front porch there's always a moment a second you know that
: I need another story Something to get off my chest My life gets kinda boring Need something that I can confess Til? all my sleeves are stained red
: Talk to myself again, all alone, on my own Walk by the scene again, just to see what people see Caught in your stubborn hold, and I'm so far from home
: I'm holdin' on a rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearin' what your sayin' But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then
: (feat. Question) Yea... a struggle, we all know it Sometimes some of us don't like it This is dedicated to every other motherfucker out there with
Woke up in London yesterday Found myself in the city near Piccadilly Don't really know how I got here I got some pictures on my phone New names and numbers
I need another story Something to get off my chest My life gets kinda boring Need something that I can confess 'Til all my sleeves are stained red From
