Karmacoma, Jamaican aroma You sure you want to be with me I've nothing to give Take a walk take a rest Taste the rest Deflowering my baby, aiyee my baby me Monopoly and properly kissed Won't lie and say this love is best Leave us in emotional peace

But it still kills me like it did before I've seen the end of the day come too soon It's nothing that I haven't seen before No it's nothing that I haven't seen before Not a lot to say, not a lot to do You played the game, you owe nothing to yourself Rest

Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe Nothing unwanted I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I You're the only power (power) You're the only power that can If I ever instigated I’m sorry Tell me who in here can relate, I, I, I I don't even

Flame thrower You're on the run from the stun of the flame thrower Look to the sky and face the sun You better try to race against the gun Nothing to rival This heavy load Pray for survival End of the road Don't you believe you stand a chance in hell

There's no greater power Than the power of good bye Your heart is not open so I must go The spell has been broken, I loved you so You were my lesson I had to learn There's nothing left to try There's nothing left to lose There's no more heart to bruise

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

Cuz they are the ones that you fear most All this and you trade it in for nothing The time has finally come you get a mouth full You only act on greed and by your actions this is proof And can't you see the flowers dying all around you Got your hands in

Hannah, walking in beauty, like the night Hannah, soft as the early morning light Nothing I do, brings me to you Hannah, let me love you Hannah, distance surrounds you everwhere Hannah, living in memories I can't share Living a life, wide as the sky

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky