Smile

My voice is a muscle
Smokings a chore
Cause I know what my lungs are for
I study the hustle
We make out on the floor
'Cause I know what my heart is for

And when we kiss
Baby I can't resist
Maybe I'm ever an arsonist
For a match I couldn't miss

And shit gets hard
Maybe we'll come out real smart
Baby I'm ever an optimist
Put a gun against this fist

Where's your documentation?
Where's that smile you wore?
Do you know what I'm stopping you for?

Fifty miles above you
I'll be burning alive
We'll be going down slower
We'll be making it right