Sam Lans!

The Cure

Sam Lans!


It's the dawn of the apocalypse
(My nigga that's just nonsense)
She pop her shit, then we lock lips
There is no high that can top this
Her pretty smile and them thick hips
Shit is just ridiculous

She break it down then I twist up
We'll get stuck stoned and drunk
Before morning brunch
We live it up
We get along 'cause she don't give a fuck
Hammers in the trunk, we pullin' up
(Perfect)

And I could be alone

And I could be alone

I wanna say it, I know you sick of waiting
Sick of praying, running out of patience
He never answers but you hold him sacred
That's blind faith so behold the Matrix
Who do you believe in?
Do you have a reason?

Through magic voodoo, they will try to fool you
No TV, Hulu, eating ramen noodles
Blessed hallelujah
And who knew what this shit would do
You ain't have no interview
I'm into you, let's end the feud
Right after the interlude

You don't see but I been holding back
Tempted to do off, end it all at that
You can help me if your aim is pure
But there's no medicine, you know the cure

And I could be alone
But I faint, it's my fate
Woah, and I could be alone
Why wait on?

And I could be alone
But I faint, it's my fate
Woah, and I could be alone
Why wait on?