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