Song Quotes (Page 8)

Remember last year when you told me
To always stay here and never leave me?
The light from your eyes made it feel like
We were dancing in the moonlight

When these streets keep callin', heard it when I was sleep
That this Gay-Z and Cock-a-Fella Records wanted beef

Love is a lie
Sucking you dry
Love's not a friend
Until the end

Do what you love and don't ever wonder what it could be

I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.

Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

Baby don't you know you got all my love.

So one last time,
I need to be the one who takes you home.
One more time,
I promise after that, I'll let you go.

Say goodbye to your soul and say hello to your vanity. Hollywood is your friend and the Undead are your family!

We're born to live, we're born to die. We're forced to swallow these pills and to never ask why. What i've become? Why can't you see that everybody' got this disease?

I've come way too far for this. I#ve put in too much work, i've dealt with too much hurt. I've worked way too hard for this but we live in dark places!

Blood is getting hotter, body's getting colder. I told you once, i'm the only one who hold's her!

What's love? It's true! Dark hearts don't break, they bruise. Fuck love! Fuck you! I#m dying just to hurt you too!

Hate saying that you're the reason I have these scars

But you know I'm done pretending I'm wrong when it's not my fault. And baby, I'm done pretending it's love, when it's not your all.

I know you give me hell but you got me so addicted

You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July

Freedom's just another word for 'nothing left to lose'.

It's the calm before the storm right here
Wait, how was I gonna start this off?
I forgot... oh, yeah
That's an awfully hot coffee pot
Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Probably not
But that's all I got 'til I come up with a solid plot
Got a plan and now I gotta hatch it
Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk
Imma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan
And say a prayer that every time Melania talks
She gets a mou...- ahh, I'mma stop
But we better give Obama props
'Cause what we got in office now's a kamikaze
That'll probably cause a nuclear holocaust
And while the drama pops
And he waits for shit to quiet down, he'll just gas his plane up And fly around 'til the bombing stops
Intensities heightened, tensions are risin'
Trump, when it comes to giving a shit, you're stingy as I am
Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide 'em
'Cause you don't got the fucking nuts like an empty asylum
Racism's the only thing he's fantastic for
'Cause that's how he gets his fucking rocks off and he's orange
Yeah, sick tan
That's why he wants us to disband
'Cause he cannot withstand
The fact we're not afraid of Trump
Fuck walkin' on egg shells, I came to stomp
That's why he keeps screamin' 'Drain the swamp'
'Cause he's in quicksand
It's like we take a step forwards, then backwards
But this is his form of distraction
Plus, he gets an enormous reaction
When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that
Instead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada
All these horrible tragedies and he's bored and would rather
Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then who's gonna pay for his extravagant trips
Back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions?
Same shit that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered
Then does it more
From his endorsement of Bannon
Support for the Klansmen
Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that's black
And comes home from Iraq
And is still told to go back to Africa
Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa
Who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors
Now if you're a black athlete, you're a spoiled little brat for
Tryina use your platform or your stature
To try to give those a voice who don't have one
He says, 'You're spittin' in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards!'
Unless you're a POW who's tortured and battered
'Cause to him you're zeros
'Cause he don't like his war heroes captured
That's not disrespecting the military
Fuck that! This is for Colin, ball up a fist!
And keep that shit balled like Donald the bitch!
'He's gonna get rid of all immigrants!'
'He's gonna build that thang up taller than this!'
Well, if he does build it, I hope it's rock solid with bricks
'Cause like him in politics, I'm using all of his tricks
'Cause I'm throwin' that piece of shit against the wall 'til it sticks
And any fan of mine who's a supporter of his
I'm drawing in the sand a line: you're either for or against
And if you can't decide who you like more and you're split
On who you should stand beside, I'll do it for you with this:
Fuck you!
The rest of America stand up
We love our military, and we love our country
But we fucking hate Trump

Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks
L.A. bitches always askin', 'Where the coke at?'
Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard

Walking around with my little rain cloud hanging over my head and it ain't coming down. Where do I go? Gimme some sort of sign!

There will be a day when you can say, you're okay, and mean it
I promise you, it'll all make sense again

I've got a secret for the mad:
In a little bit of time it won't hurt so bad
And I get that I don't get it, but you will burn right now, but then you won't regret it

I've been on the low, I've been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind, it feels like my life ain't mine

One thing 'bout music: when it hits, you feel no pain
And I swear I got this shit that make these bitches go insane
So they tell me that they love me
I know better than that, it's just game
It's just what comes with the fame
And I'm ready for that, I'm just saying

You make me sick with every move you make.
When will you find your place in this world?
‘Cause it will never be beside me again.

Remember me when I’m so far from your reach,
when you’ll know you had your chance.
Take one more glance and that’s the end of our romance.

Would it be okay? Would it be okay if I took your breath away?

Words can't express,
the impact you've made on me,
And in my entire life.
And all I can say is that I love you,
For everything it turned out to be.

You're first and foremost, you're all that's on my mind
Through the songs that I'll sing I'll give you my heart

If actions spoke louder than words, you'd have made me deaf by now
You make it seem so easy to love me for who I really am, am

And I'll close my eyes, and dream of a better time
When I'll be finally past this and I'll be happy on my own
I've done all I can, and I've still been cast aside
All I ever wanted to be was be the one who would wipe tears from your eyes

I've been swallowed by this wreck that you call your life
I'm damaged from the inside. I've been broken
Don't threaten me with what you think I feel
If you could read my mind you'd be in tears

Someone call the doctor, hold me and tell me
Love is a sickness, an addiction, overdose
It’s harder to control as time goes by
I’m falling deeper into her
Oh too much, it’s you, your love, this is overdose
Too much, it’s you, your love, this is overdose

Doubts startin' to creep in, every day it's just so gray and black
Hope, I just need a ray of that
‘Cause no one sees my vision when I play it for ‘em
They just say it's wack, but they don’t know what dope is
And I don’t know if I was awake or asleep when I wrote this

I drove miles and miles, but would you do the same for me?

How am I supposed to love you, when I don't love who I am?

I don't need eyes to see
I felt you touchin' me
High like amphetamine
Maybe you're just a dream
That's what it means to crush
Now that I'm wakin' up
I still feel the blow
But at least now I know

Living in our own little Hollywood.

My heart's already breaking baby, go on twist the knife.

Baby, I don't understand
why we can't just hold on to each other's hands?
This time might be the last, I fear.
Unless I make it all too clear.

You may weather the storm if you don't stop punchin'

I thought about you the other day - what the hell happened with you and me?!

Nothing to win and nothing left to lose.

Goodbye my almost lover, goodbye my hopeless dream...

I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired.

I dream about so much, it's absurd.

Is this the sound of our demise or is it just the opposite?

Am I wrong for thinking that we could be something for real?

You don't always have to hold your head higher than your heart.