Lonely!
Caught in possession of a black face
Sentenced the loser in a rat race,
What could I do
Guilty
Looking for heaven in the wrong zone
All of those people saying hell no
What could I do
For a while I used to think of what to do you
But it really ain't my style.
In a moment you'll be back to do the things you do,
Breaking the stone, crushing the stone,
Grinding the stone to the bone,
Lonely!!!
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Lonely!
Caught in possession of a black face
Sentenced the loser in a rat race,
What could I do
Guilty
Looking for heaven in the wrong zone
All of those people saying hell no
What could I do
For a while I used to think of what to do you
But it really ain't my style.
In a moment you'll be back to do the things you do,
Breaking the stone, crushing the stone,
Grinding the stone to the bone,
Lonely!!!
Caught in possession of a black face
Sentenced the loser in a rat race,
What could I do
Guilty
Looking for heaven in the wrong zone
All of those people saying hell no
What could I do
For a while I used to think of what to do you
But it really ain't my style.
In a moment you'll be back to do the things you do,
Breaking the stone, crushing the stone,
Grinding the stone to the bone,
Lonely!!!
Writer: Ola Onabule
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Copyright: Lyrics © SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.