Reminds me of you Every little thing reminds me of you It doesn't matter what I say, no matter what I do It gets harder every day, I don't know what to do Yes, party people, we drop and feet go, Some make your fist-pump, hands up and feet go, Crazy look

That's what I call home Daddy don't know a stranger A handshake and he's your friend Oh and Mama she's an angel She'll hold you tight till the heartache ends Just a place made of nails and wood But it's the love that makes you feel so good That's what I

Clap your hands now Liquid spirit And fill your water tank Go ‘head and clap your hands now Un re-route the rivers Let the dammed water be There’s some people down the way that’s thirsty Watch what happens when the people catch wind Dip down and take a

That's what breaking hearts do They cause you so much pain Make you go insane Feel like your hands are tied Bound up, strapped down, busted inside Don't have the will to find your way And you don't think you can take it even one more day You try and try

Imminilalo Imminilalo Wrestle with your darkness Angels call your name Can you hear what they are saying Will you ever be the same Staring up into the heavens In this hell that binds your hands Will you sacrifice your comfort Make your way in a foreign

African shadow man (Oh, shadow man) A shadow man Tell me the future if you can, tell it to me There's magic in your hands An African, an African But these days I'm running through the dark Like a blind man, what's happened to me? Oh, touch my life and

The Devil's spawn no longer breathes Descending angels and fallen kings Raise your hands, what do you hold? The Devil's bleeding crown! Falling from the sky, they're cast out from the heaven's light Drenching the soil with blood, baptized in the fire

The Devil's spawn no longer breathes Descending angels and fallen kings Raise your hands, what do you hold? The Devil's bleeding crown! Falling from the sky, they're cast out from the heaven's light Drenching the soil with blood, baptized in the fire

Gonna fight it, gonna fight it What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do? When your spine is cracking and your hands, they shake Heart is bursting and your butt's gonna break Woman's cussing, you can hear her scream Feel like murder in the first

Whatever you got to raise up We'll be flying up in the clouds Like we're never gonna come back down Like we're running out of runway lights You can't get it high enough Your hands or your phone or your cup Set it off like the 4th Of July Gonna take it up