Suffocating Under Words Of Sorrow (What Can I Do) (Live At Brixton)

This is called "Suffocating Under Words Of Sorrow"

The night has started, here we go
I've taken everything
This is our time to lose control
What do you want from me?

You line them up, we'll put them down
This is so frustrating
To watch you sleazing all around
Yet, you keep on smiling

What can I do to make you see you're guilty?
What can I do to make you feel you're wanted?
What can I do to make you see you're guilty?
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow

Her skin reflects behind the blur
I'm intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?
You're so predictable

Her fingers running through my hair
But it's all just fiction
Steps out from her underwear
You're so beautiful

What can I do to make you see you're guilty?
What can I do to make you feel you're wanted?
What can I do to make you see you're guilty?
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow

Go
There's bodies lying on the floor
But I keep on staring
My world is over, close the door

Her skin reflects behind the blur
I'm intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?
You're so predictable

Her fingers running through my hair
I've a new addiction
She steps out from her underwear
So beautiful

What can I do to make you see you're guilty?
What can I do to make you feel you're wanted?
What can I do to make you see you're guilty?
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow
Words of sorrow

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