4 the night Lyrics

For the night

My home

For the night

Cyclone

Cyclone, cyclone

Burnt the number off the iphone

Cyclone, cyclone

Wolf the pack and still ride lone

My heart a strict, no fly zone

You gave a fuck, and I won't

I'm late on my bills, that's for congress

When I hit the plug it's a conquest

World is a stage, but who's judging the contest

Ask if your pretty, I'll be pretty honest

Nah

Packing my checks in the Raw

Pull heat on the mirror, it's a draw

Let's take a vacation, lungs in Humboldt, sinuses skiing in Squaw

Wish I may for the applause

Rebels scared to have a cause

Sisyphus at the rave

Rolly roll with no pause

MVP of the ménage

Enemies just entourage

Mentally, a mirage

Goddamnit, hot handed, as a kid I'd blow

Cause I've faced damage, fate's damaged my thoughts, damnit I know

Brain is racing, baby go slow

Blacklight on her back and she glow

I'm the modern day Von Trapp always bring it back to the dough

For the night

My home

For the night

Cyclone

Cyclone, cyclone

Burnt the number off the iphone

Cyclone, cyclone

Wolf the pack and still ride lone

My heart a strict, no fly zone

You gave a fuck, and I won't