The Lower

[Verse 1: Akin Yai]

Withdrew her hands and said 'enough'
Come to find out we're on the cusp us dust
To busy trying to find love
Where did i go wrong on path trust? lost, gone

Was silhouetted by the tears
A native dim, the end is near oh no!
Enlight this room my chandelier
Please take me back with all your fears don't go

So don't cry,don't cry
And i will gladly kiss the tears
Whoa black skin,white mask
Believe this magic disappear

Don't cry,don't cry
Though i will gladly kiss the tears
More fire this time
Believe in what we have here

[Verse 2: Akin Yai]

C'est l'ennui mais bienvenu
Knew i was sent to dance for you, encore
With every little step we take
You see me running open gate dont close

Don't cry,don't cry
And i will gladly kiss the tears
Whoa black skin white mask

Don't cry,dont cry
Though i will gladly kiss the tears

More fire this time,believe in what we have here

We are the children of the low,low,lower