
Less Afraid Lomba Sihir
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[Verse 1: Natasha Udu & Hindia]
It was the skies, it was her scent and her life
You could watch me oh fall down
I guess it’s been (I guess it’s been) a little while since I’ve slept
But I’ve dreamt you going down
[Pre-Chorus: Natasha Udu]
Mistakes are made from the moment we met
Mistakes are made to last
Mistakes are made but are never acquired
Pastiches, la mere, piss-takes are made
[Chorus: Natasha Udu & Hindia]
Outside, outside, I know you can be anyone you want
Outside, outside, I know you can be with anyone you’d want
You can be anyone you want, you can be anyone you want
[Verse 2: Hindia, Natasha Udu]
We all wore black and screamed out from your darkened shed
These ladies aren’t here to serve you
Your silent moans (Your silent moans), a sacrament without a toast
We’ve all seen me going down to your ground
[Pre-Chorus: Natasha Udu]
Stabs are made of turbulent lies
Stabs are made in pasts
Stabs are often as words forgotten
Your stabs are fate, stabs are made
It was the skies, it was her scent and her life
You could watch me oh fall down
I guess it’s been (I guess it’s been) a little while since I’ve slept
But I’ve dreamt you going down
[Pre-Chorus: Natasha Udu]
Mistakes are made from the moment we met
Mistakes are made to last
Mistakes are made but are never acquired
Pastiches, la mere, piss-takes are made
[Chorus: Natasha Udu & Hindia]
Outside, outside, I know you can be anyone you want
Outside, outside, I know you can be with anyone you’d want
You can be anyone you want, you can be anyone you want
[Verse 2: Hindia, Natasha Udu]
We all wore black and screamed out from your darkened shed
These ladies aren’t here to serve you
Your silent moans (Your silent moans), a sacrament without a toast
We’ve all seen me going down to your ground
[Pre-Chorus: Natasha Udu]
Stabs are made of turbulent lies
Stabs are made in pasts
Stabs are often as words forgotten
Your stabs are fate, stabs are made
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