Lyrics:
kind of keeping me dry
On the horizon, water touches the sky
C. C. Sick, Mal de Mer
Try, try, try, try, try, try, I'm holding my
Head above water
It's
the sky
C. C. Sick, Mal de Mer
Try, try, try I'm holding on, holding my
Head Above Water
It's so hard to keep my Head Above Water.
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke
to turn around and walk away
But all the hate, I call it "Walk on Water" gate
I've had as much as I can tolerate
I'm sick and tired of waitin', I done
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke
Wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water
Well, who are these
of that holy water
A bit of that holy water
Just a nip on that holy water
Holy water gonna make us drown (drown)
They pushin' concrete
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
The sun burned hot, it burned my eyes
Burned so hot I thought I'd died
Thought I'd died and gone to Hell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper
in da Pond
It's deep and dark when all the surface is gone
My kind of humor kind of keeping me dry
On the horizon, water touches the sky
C. C. Sick
quick four walls never understand
I was the one who got good with the gun took the money from the rich man's land
Give me some water 'cause I shot
And I'm sick in love
I know I'll regret it when it ends
I'm drifting into deep water
Why can't we still be friends
It's so restless in this deep water
A smack on the wrists is the words
From the mouth of the outsiders, lawyers, police
A small price to pay for the dope
And the guns and the rape,
a bargain
Like I bought it
From target
Hip hop is my supermarket
Shoppin' cart full of fake hip hop artists
I'm starvin' soarin' I gotta eat early
And I
All day I face
The barren waste
Without the taste
Of water.
Cool Water.
Dan and I,
With throats burned dry
And souls that cry
For water
All day I face
The barren waste
Without the taste
Of water.
Cool Water.
Dan and I,
With throats burned dry
And souls that cry
For water
A smack on the wrists is the words
From the mouth of the outsiders, lawyers, police
A small price to pay for the dope
And the guns and the rape,
Don't go near the water
Don't you think it's sad
What's happened to the water
Our water's going bad
Oceans, rivers, lakes and streams
Have all
the North Strand
And on, and towards the sea
He said he was an artist
But he really painted billboards
In large capital letters
Large capital letters
And I'm sick in love
I know I'll regret it when it ends
I'm drifting into deep water
Why can't we still be friends
It's so restless in this deep water
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