we can't even live in peace with our neighbour Most of us are insane of neuroses Enough is enough - You can control Enough is enough - Those who don'
want something bad enough you'll steal That's Rock Bottom When you feel you have had it up to here Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough
m not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a sismograph And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted
of love Smooth is life's travels with you beside me I'll never walk alone (Chorus) Can't get enough of you When we oooo Can't get enough of you When
pretty face is enough to launch a ship Mix that with charm and style How you gonna miss With all the admiration the world is at her feet She's living
on March 9th To come from such hard knock lifes And make it up out of 'em, hit the spotlights And, once they're on us this is our lives Thrust out for
taste of our misery I didn't care that they'd already died That wasn't enough to make me satisfied Return back to their tombs now they lay This is no
decline essentially is beats to rhymes like grapes to wine it's alright we're in love can't live with or without see she can't live with him and can't
You'll all be dead by dawn. One day I'm gonna go when I come back you'll be a mother fucking ghost. One for the butcher. Live in the dark long enough
knife to the back when I turned around I held somebody close But I bled just enough to live half man, half ghost And the dream is dark fuck it, into
we tackle how many at the chapple how many will be saved with fires rage surface of earth is getting blazed how many cause everyones got ??an opinion?? this is
that} {Hello Yeah Francis Yeah Is Aisha over there? Aisha ain't over here Well do you know where she is? No, I don't know where she is} {You don't know where she is
The waves are gonna rise and rise Claiming all that is mine CHORUS: The rain is coming (I will give myself up) The rain is coming (I will not rage inside) The rain is
smiling Took a knife to the back when I turned around I held somebody close But I bled just enough to live, half man, half ghost And the dream is dark
I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a seismograph And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted