Drowning By Numbers - Promoe

You feel your life fading away

Feel your life fading away

You Feel your life fading away

You feel your life fading away

Feel your life fading away

You Feel your life fading away

Am I dreaming or am I awake

You feel your life fading away

As your strength’s hard to slip through

Your fingers you’re waiting

You pray that you won’t feel no pain

But you’re calm though

It’s dark cause it’s soft just like velvet

And day of life you’ve been walking around

With this helmet of cotton

Covering your nose and your mouth

Well to hell with this rotten life

Cause in fact this ain’t life

Man I’m dead with my senses intact

I can see but I can’t understand what’s infront of my eyes

I can feel but I can’t tell the love from the lies I can taste

But I can appreciate and when I touch they confuse it with hate and pre-rape

And I’m moving so slow but when I turn up the tempo

On the temperature from my pencil to the damn plate or my literature

Right now I gotta come out alive like I’ve never lived like before

Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again

Turn me on babe I’m burnin'?

The furnace the thermostat can’t even count in when

The grease?

just bounce with it!

Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again

Turn up the bass music’s blazing let’s drown in it

The next vers is coming in won’t you help me to count it in

Drowning by numbers, is the title

The title wave struck me deep down in my slumber

With the pillow book tucked underneath all the covers

Like a million in a mattress, like a?

my masters

And forgot where I put them but as I sidetracked never mind that

Just erase and rewind that (rewind)

We’re still drowning by numbers

With the greener way scenery

And a somber ensamble

We’re fools in a pool of despair when

We’re pulling each other down gasping for air

We’re too cool to be bothered don’t ask

If we care we just turn up the pace and then crash in your rear (come on)

Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again

Turn me on babe I’m burnin'?

The furnace the thermostat can’t even count in when

The grease?

just bounce with it

Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again

Turn up the bass music’s blazing let’s drown in it

The next vers is coming in won’t you help me to count it in

It’s the final countdown and we stir up Europe

Like our private compound

Export CD’s to the west push the vinyls south down

Now we buggin' we turn down the pace

Just in case you be thuggin' and sippin' (syrup)

If you’re mixing this (ugh), it’s the heaviest (stuff)

Boast size the atlantic the deadliest drug

Already screwed and chopped up so when my new ship pops up

Make sure to?

fast before my crew gets locked up for possession

And trafficking dressed it in packages dressed up as passengers

Messed up your casual dress

Airplane food tray in your lap

X-ray new trace in your lab

Next day that tracy gets had

He’s pushing up daisies

My LP’s a smash

Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again

Turn me on babe I’m burnin'?

The furnace the thermostat can’t even count in when

The grease?

just bounce with it

Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again

Turn up the bass music’s blazing let’s drown in it

The next vers is coming in won’t you help me to count it in