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I m two steps away from sepping over the edge and getting lost in the great unknown.
Because one small step in the wrong direction is enough to shake the cornerstone.
Where I m thrown no matter where I end up it can t be any worse than here.
If I m sincere with myself then tell me what else is there really left for me to fear.

I m two more steps away from just killing myself because I m sick and tired of being the prey.
But when I m dead everything that I ve said will lose it s meaning and fade to grey.
I m not ready for that I d rather counterattack instead of leavig my own song unsung.
Because I m too young to die and I can never justify not breathing air into my lungs.

I ll take one more step until somebody stops me x4

I m two steps away from making somebody pay for every time that I ve been deceived.
How can I believe a single word you say when I know you ve got a card up your sleeve.
I might be naive but I m still forced to believe that all the best in life is yet to come.
That s why I refuse to lose my faith in myself even after all the wrong you ve done.

I ll take one more step until somebody stops me x4

Let s get it crunk, we gon have fun
Up on in this, dance for me
We got ya open, now ya floatin
So you gots to dance for me
Don t need no hateration, holleratin
In this dance for me

(Oh no) What you got

Yeah...

Mr JT, now what you got for me
Mr JT, now what you got for me
Mr JT, now what you got for me
Mr JT, now what you got, what you got

Mr JT, now what you got for me
Mr JT, now what you got...

Wake up girl

Dumb girl
Did you see the latest Vogue
Has it ever occurred to you
That you don´t fit the latest trend

Dumb , dumb girl
Can´t you see you´re such a joke
When was the last time your cellphone rang
Babygirl let´s...

Up and down

Le ciel s?ouvre, veut me faire froid
D?heure en heure j?suis solide, j?suis roi
La terre craque sous mes pas
Mais j?suis bien au dessus de ça, va
L?onde me boit jusqu?à la mort
Telle l?ingénue moi je souris aux anges
Le feu lèche...

Prophecies

New plague, getting paid, everyone is guilty
Taxes on the lotto, waters gotten filthy
Psychos, weirdos, percocet and morphine
Little imperfections cost us all!
Cost us all!
I saw a mille filled with frightened people!
Crashing down, into a ball of flames!
SOMETHING...