[ - Ghostpoet] x2 Round and round we go When's it gonna stop I ain't been paid and I ain't got a lot But it's us against whatever babe Us against whatever babe You know what's hard? Knocks on the door And the volumes up I'm giving up but you're right there Missing out on the flick of air Told me once, told me twice Falling deep in sound the vibes Just came up for a tasty bite But didn't get food so life's alright You like the light, I like the dark So us combined is a twist in part Got no car, but my heart beating, fleeting It won't stop for the rain or sheet And under sheets; staring silent. Peaceful, yeah Hours to burn, but we don't care. It's in the air. Love is here. Not over there. Look. [ - Ghostpoet] x2 I love you like chicken soup, Somecuits, and lemonade. And sometimes my heart's deaf; It must need a hearing-aid. But I can see much clearer now. A bit like the Eski-boy Love's like a shooting star. Amazing like asteroids. And captured on Polaroids. Black and white You always get my best side. I'm praying for the best sides This you and I. And wear things like pork pies, And eat things like pork pies And see things like others don't, But maybe cause you're by my side X2