Tricky

Excess
Tricky :
I believe in
I deceive in
Bottom weaving
I can breathe in
Make a wish in
Flower fishing
Moving vibration
Mild relation
Im jamaican on your radio station
Got a curse in
Could be worse in
You first
In a hearse in
Good as dead in
Nothing left in
Nothing left in
Some be heading
I need a head rest in
And a feed from a warm breast
A man making hits
For the childhood of hicks
Underground like
Whos it sound like
You all sound the same
But you dont know my name
Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people lying
I believe in people dying
I believe in people trying
I believe in people crying
Alanis morissette:
Ah
Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people balking
I believe in people talking
Alanis morissette:
Ah
Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people breathing
I believe in people being
Tricky:
We all sound the same
You dont know my name
Rearrange and
Things dont change
Things remain
Feel the strain
Stress
Catch my breath
(therell be a new tale of)
Get some rest
(he and I)
From the mess
(in fact any time)
I couldnt care less
(every day)
Sugar cane
(write fictional stories)
Is like smack to my vein