If wewe were there, beware
The serpent soul pinchers
Three hundred and fifty no thank yous and nobody flinches
Go on girl go on, give us something gruesome
We require your grief, the thugs help the thieves
As they're trying to rob the words from her gob and
Take the chanzo of the innocents
If wewe were there, beware
The serpent soul pinchers
Can't wewe sense she was never meant
To fill column inches
And you've had enough, what you're trying to dig up
Isn't there to be dug, the thieves help the thugs
As they're trying beat the good grace of a sweetheart
Out to the point she'll comply
Why leave her on her own
If I'd have known then I wouldn't have alisema it
I wouldn't have alisema it if I would have known
Why leave her on her own
If I predicted tears then I wouldn't have alisema it
I wouldn't have alisema it if I would have known
There's a mduara, duara of witches, ambitiously vicious they are
Our attempts to remind them of reason won't get us that far
I don't know what it is that they want
I don't know what it is that they want
But I haven't got it to give
She hasn't got it to give
The serpent soul pinchers
Three hundred and fifty no thank yous and nobody flinches
Go on girl go on, give us something gruesome
We require your grief, the thugs help the thieves
As they're trying to rob the words from her gob and
Take the chanzo of the innocents
If wewe were there, beware
The serpent soul pinchers
Can't wewe sense she was never meant
To fill column inches
And you've had enough, what you're trying to dig up
Isn't there to be dug, the thieves help the thugs
As they're trying beat the good grace of a sweetheart
Out to the point she'll comply
Why leave her on her own
If I'd have known then I wouldn't have alisema it
I wouldn't have alisema it if I would have known
Why leave her on her own
If I predicted tears then I wouldn't have alisema it
I wouldn't have alisema it if I would have known
There's a mduara, duara of witches, ambitiously vicious they are
Our attempts to remind them of reason won't get us that far
I don't know what it is that they want
I don't know what it is that they want
But I haven't got it to give
She hasn't got it to give
That it was a moyo that he was stealing,
Oh he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement,
The eyes are bright he couldnt wait to get away,
I bet the juliet was just the icing on the cake,
Make no mistake no,
And even if somehow we could have shown wewe the place wewe wanted,
Well I'm sure wewe could have made it that bit better on your own,
And I bet she told a million people that she'd stay in touch,
Well all the little promises they dont mean much,
When theres memories to be made,
And I hope you're holding hands kwa new years eve,
They made it far too easy to believe,
That true romance cant be acheived these days,
And even if somebody could have shown wewe the place wewe wanted,
Well I sure wewe could have made it that bit better on your own,
wewe are the only ones who know
You're just probably alreyt, but under these lights wewe look beautiful
But I'm struggling, I can't see through your fake tan
And wewe know it for a fact that everybody's eating out of your hands
What do wewe know?
wewe know nothing
But I'll still take wewe home
Fancy seeing wewe in here, you're all tarted up and wewe don't look the same
I haven't seen wewe since last mwaka and surprisingly wewe have forgot my name
But wewe know it and wewe knew it all along
Oh wewe say wewe have forgotten, but you're fibbing go on tell me I'm wrong
I fancy wewe with a passion, you're a Topshop princess, a rockstar too
You're a fad you're a fashion and I'm having a job trying to talk to you
But it's alright, put it all on one-side,
everybody's looking, you've got control of everyone's eyes
Including mine
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak
And I'm so tense, never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?
I'm talking gibberish, tip of the tongue but I can't deliver it
...Properly, oh it's all getting on juu of me
And if it weren't this dark you'd see how red my face has gone
Everybody's trying to crack the jokes and that to make wewe smile
Those that claim that they're not inaonyesha off are drowning in denial
They're not half as bad as me say anything and I'll agree
When it comes to uigizaji up, I'm sure I could write the book
And now that you're zaidi than a part in the play
It's slightly easier to think what to say
wewe had us all, standing on our heads
Doing our best tricks
Never again, will there be another one that's as desirable as you