Fog
I’ve got this fog
It runs through me
Decades and it all seems
She’s been crying herself to sleep
She cries she goes
Ooooh (Oooh wooo)
The devil I know will try
To stir up in me
A vengeance that is not mine
Try not to please him
Come on and come On
Come on and come On
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Autor(es): Nakhane Mahlakahlaka
