This is the gig of my life, I was a little boy, knew the song right
I think it's okay but it's not
Angika she sees a boy into my life
I was only victim of, victim of time
Angika believes a boy has been here before
Sunset my days, I spent my days under the bed
So did my sisters, brothers, uncles, cousins everybody's under the bed
I spent my days intact and packed so sick, so sick along the way
We were sixteen in the whole pack, and I was sixteen by the way
They told me a lot 'bout the light
But they didn't tell me 'bout the flames
And if you see the ocean, just tell him I'm okay