Tell me what you want What you need Tell me what you want to give How much blood would you bleed I'ma tell you I'm a miss-conceiver I'm a believer Someone better kick my fever Tell me its a 100 degrees Underneath my own flesh Everyone tells me it's a bit of a mess Someone tell the risk I was never at the hit I would never get this shit Off my chest though, I'm forgetful Someone better tell me I was always on the edge Overstate your bearings I would never underestimate All barely my bets are off Everything was better off All barely my bets are off Everything was better off Take your eyes off me, you don't want to You'll see me when I'm gone Moral of the story was you're wrong Everything I gave and everything I lost Good things come at a cost (Come on) I left it on your head and when you ever overstate it Your thoughts are never everything wanted when you were I'ma take it in the head with the signs of the disturbed I'ma leave it on the style On the christ when I bet on the set Let me speak on behalf of the dead I'ma leave, I'ma speak, I'm sick in the head Come on, come on All barely my bets are off Everything was better off All barely my bets are off Everything was better off Tell the risk I was never at the hit I would never get this shit Off my chest though, I'm forgetful Someone better tell me I was always on the edge Overstate your bearings I would never underestimate All barely my bets are off Everything was better off All barely my bets are off Everything was better off