Skunk Anansie varie

You'll Follow Me Down

Survived, tonight, I may be going down,
'cos everything goes round too, tight, tonight,
& it, you watch him crawl, you stand for more.
& your panic stricken, blood will thicken up, tonight

'Cos I don't want you, to forgive me,
you'll follow me down, you'll follow me down,
you'll follow me down

Survive tonight, (I see your) head's exposed,
so we shall kill, constructive might, s'right,
as your emotions fool you, (my) strong will rule,
I won't feel restraint, watching you close sense down,
I can't compensate, that's more than I've got to give

'Cos I don't want you, to forgive me,
you'll follow me down, you'll follow me down,
you'll follow me down

Secretly

I've been biding my time, been so subtly kind,
I've got to think so selfishly, 'cos you're the face inside of me.
I've been biding my days, you see evidently it pays,
I've been a friend, with unbiased views, then secretly lust after you
So now you feel lusty and you're bored & bemused

You wanna do someone else, so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly

Trying hard to think pure, bloody hard when I'm raw,
you're talking out so sexually, 'bout boys & girls & your friggin' dreams.
Now you feel lusty, you're hot & confused.
(So) now you've been busted, you're caught feeling used.
(You had to do) someone else, (you shoulda been) by yourself,
instead of here with me, secretly, secretly

Lately, I Try To Smoke Alone:aad:

Sometimes all the moments,
that we savoured for the last,
get crushed between the good & bad,
from pressures we have had,
but you know I can't conceive the day,
when feeling run too high,
to work out all the stale terrain,
emotions try to hide, when I try,


lately I can't seem
to colour what we've lost,
it all seems like bad means,
when lovers turn from lust,
then I try - try to smoke alone


These shattered ties with no comprise,
fall through this fragile hell,
the drinks stay sipped 'cos we've lost our grip,
too exhausted to rebel, then i try

lately I can't seem
to colour what we've lost,
it all seems like bad means,
when lovers turn from lust,
then I try - try to smoke alone