If you can't stand upon the water I will see you on the ocean floor When you blink do you only find the misery between the lines? Then take my hand and
[Warwick / Tantrum] Emptiness inside my soul Feelings scattered all around I need somewhere to lose myself But everywhere has been found Sad eyes staring
Release, set me free caught, in foreign fields condemned, to slavery marine, now detainee Why, leave me here? spare, me fear far from home lost
a world which would have no consequences for our actions. No space, no food, no respect for life or death or god, just a crowded desert of lost souls
run away from me? No luxuries, no no amenities Too dull, your senses Oh oh only primitive Hey hey really get away Island of Lost Souls Ayya ayya ayya Island of Lost Souls
be something I'm not. Every time I try, every time I chase, something that's wrong or right. I get lost in my mind. I get lost in that lie. I get lost
Grew up on the streets through anarchy time moved on football was our family its our life its every thing to me Oh oh the terrace lost its soul Oh oh
hell Our age passes by. We wanna be alive The demon calling We hear voices in the dark A creature calling We hear echoes from the past We are the lost souls
off the will to find my soul again now its time to take a lose your soul again facing drifting which way should it be down under beneath the soul is lost
[Voice:] We like to welcome yall back to mississippi we miss yall niggas.We just want yall to know got for the thugs to my nigga [Chrous:] This is for
the days pass before your eyes [chorus] You are the one who decided to go You are the one who decided to sail Forever on the Ship of the Lost Souls
it was a day like this and my house burnt down and the walls were thin and they crashed to the ground it was a day like this and my life unwound you
gently Break me gently Break me gently Break my fall in vain Pain won't go, rest in peace And I look, and I see, you could be breaking souls again And
Bad snow freeze my throat And numbs my soul Eats me whole to pick me up Thats where you know Free to go You call the jones Makes me old before I'm old
This is a call A call to all It goes out to those who've been there And I should know Because I've been Maybe once a week on Mondays You should have
to console For she cries for all the lost souls You, you know we're gone Cos we're all so lost You, you know it's gone, gone Lost souls (x8)
she stops out till morning she hangs out at fairgrounds moving to a new sound waiting to forget the past a melody calls loops around, a setting sun
Belly up in a sea of love Drowning's good in a sea of funk Drowning's good in a cedar love I'll keep you there, I'll keep you there So long... So long
