forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world that I'm coming "A house Is Not A Home", I hate this song Is a house really a home
you know When all else fails and you long to be Something better than you are today I know a place where you can get away It's called a dance floor,
go Good girls go bad bad bad Good girls go bad bad bad Good girls go bad Oh, she got away with the boys in the place She a looka, don't stand a chance
I always knew this day would come We'd be standing one by one With our future in our hands So many dreams so many plans Always knew after all these years
girls, stand up, this is y'alls anthem Had a red-bone chick before She don't do it like you do So I know what I want tonight Fly on a chocolate high
, wondering what is what? Don?t give up, through it all, just stand up Through it all, just stand up You don?t gotta be a prisoner in your mind If you
pieces missing I'm looking at him I'm not the girl you think you see But maybe that's a lie You almost know me better than Me, myself and I Don't know a
'Cuz I don't My problem isn't that I kissed you Whoa oh I figured out That you're nothin' that I thought you're about You're just caught in a place
use a wish right now Wish right now, wish right now Yeah, I could use a dream or a genie or a wish To go back to a place much simpler than this 'Cause
growing strong Where have all those days gone? These days I'm so slow All those thoughts and nowhere to go My aim it used to be so true My world had a place
'em ain't even funny like Ha! Marshall you're so funny man You should be a comedian, god damn!" Unfortunately I am I just hide behind the tears of a
to live on your own When you burned down the house and home? Did you stand too close to the fire Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone? When
mixtape that shit sounded like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm Everybody got a
your biggest fan So lets blow this pop stickle stand What about a picture? Why do you think they call me Cam Two months ago I saw your face, two weeks ago I'm at your place
to higher places Break away from everybody Break away from everything If you can't stand the way this place is Take yourself to higher places Higher places, to higher places Higher places
her go but I love to watch her leave But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young Money