[ - Ghostpoet] x2
Round and round we go
When's it gonna stop
I ain't been paid and I ain't got a lot
But it's us against whatever babe
Us against whatever babe
You know what's hard?
Knocks on the door
And the volumes up
I'm giving up but you're right there
Missing out on the flick of air
Told me once, told me twice
Falling deep in sound the vibes
Just came up for a tasty bite
But didn't get food so life's alright
You like the light, I like the dark
So us combined is a twist in part
Got no car, but my heart beating, fleeting
It won't stop for the rain or sheet
And under sheets; staring silent.
Peaceful, yeah
Hours to burn, but we don't care.
It's in the air.
Love is here. Not over there.
Look.
[ - Ghostpoet] x2
I love you like chicken soup,
Somecuits, and lemonade.
And sometimes my heart's deaf;
It must need a hearing-aid.
But I can see much clearer now.
A bit like the Eski-boy
Love's like a shooting star.
Amazing like asteroids.
And captured on Polaroids.
Black and white
You always get my best side.
I'm praying for the best sides
This you and I.
And wear things like pork pies,
And eat things like pork pies
And see things like others don't,
But maybe cause you're by my side
X2
