Out Alive.

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courtide, oh my are we getting out alive,

always failing all these mentions, over doing ever good intention. I couldn't call you a cab in the heat of night, because I'm all up in the beat of the hype.
Handcuffed hands to the back of your head, I'd be better with handcuffs in her bed. I can't escape the son of man, never learned the need of the back up plan.
horrors all my dreams of the sleep, ask for help but never find the time to fall on my knees. I can't wake up from the nightmare of you, say it pauses and repeats my worst truth.
I want a way out of all that I'm into, only chance I never got the Q. I couldn't wake you in your dream, because I'm worried about me.


I...Don't....Think....We are...ever getting out alive.
I...Don't...think...WE are...ever getting out alive.
Courtside, oh my are we getting out alive,
Cus I don't...think..
Courside, oh my are we getting out alive.
Cus  I Don't...think...
Courtside, oh my are we getting out alive.
I don't think we are..I don't think we are..I don't think we are...