Lyrics Always On the Run (feat. Pink Oculus) - Ntjam Rosie
                                                    I 
                                                heard 
                                                you 
                                                like 
                                                to 
                                                walk 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                edge 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beckoner 
                                                of 
                                                violence
 
                                    
                                
                                                Redundancy 
                                                creeps 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                soles 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                -Always 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                run!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                words 
                                                are 
                                                of 
                                                no 
                                                contribution
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                give 
                                                me 
                                                not 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                want, 
                                                nor 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                ambiguous 
                                                are 
                                                your 
                                                locutions
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shelved 
                                                matters, 
                                                unspoken 
                                                anxieties
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stolen 
                                                moments, 
                                                unsung 
                                                complexities
 
                                    
                                
                                                -Always 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                run!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                me 
                                                tell 
                                                you 
                                                stories 
                                                untold
 
                                    
                                
                                                About 
                                                    a 
                                                heart 
                                                that's 
                                                twofold; 
                                                it's 
                                                warm 
                                                and 
                                                cold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Make 
                                                way 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                innate, 
                                                this 
                                                too 
                                                is 
                                                predestined
 
                                    
                                
                                                -Always 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                run!
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                tired 
                                                feet 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                even 
                                                chasing 
                                                (or)
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                sense 
                                                of 
                                                time 
                                                increasingly 
                                                complacent 
                                                (yet)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Me 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                click 
                                                fit 
                                                tight 
                                                as 
                                                your 
                                                fave 
                                                (favorite) 
                                                wig
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                magic 
                                                well 
                                                    I 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                melanated
 
                                    
                                
                                                Darker 
                                                than 
                                                black, 
                                                you 
                                                ruling 
                                                why 
                                                you 
                                                tryinna 
                                                change 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Old 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                spark 
                                                rhythm 
                                                makes 
                                                my 
                                                folks 
                                                talk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                me 
                                                tell 
                                                you 
                                                stories 
                                                untold
 
                                    
                                
                                                About 
                                                    a 
                                                heart 
                                                that's 
                                                twofold; 
                                                it's 
                                                warm 
                                                and 
                                                cold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Make 
                                                way 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                innate, 
                                                this 
                                                too 
                                                is 
                                                predestined
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Intro Metata'a - The Beginning
2 A Nye'e fo'o ma (He Loves Me So)
3 The One
4 Always On the Run (feat. Pink Oculus)
5 Forever Love
6 Akiba (Thank You)
7 You Build Me Up
8 Covenant (feat. Lamin Kuyateh)
9 Dear to Me
10 Pas de retour (feat. Ronald Snijder)
11 Reconciliation Song
12 I'm Loved (feat. Eric Vloeimans)
13 Love to Be Here
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