Lyrics Paradise Circus (Fallen Sun Version) [feat. Ghostpoet] - POST feat. Ghostpoet
It's
unfortunate
that
when
we
feel
a
storm
We
can
roll
ourselves
over
'cause
we're
uncomfortable
Oh
well,
the
devil
makes
us
sin
But
we
like
it
when
we're
spinning
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
Love
is
like
a
sin,
my
love
For
the
ones
that
feel
it
the
most
Look
at
her
with
her
eyes
like
a
flame
She
will
love
you
like
a
fly
will
never
love
you
Again
Again
Again
Again
Love
is
like
a
sin,
my
love
For
the
ones
that
feel
it
the
most
Look
at
her
with
her
eyes
like
a
flame
She
will
love
you
like
a
fly
will
never
love
you
Again
Again
Again
Again
Again
Again
Again
Again
It's
unfortunate
that
when
we
feel
a
storm
We
can
roll
ourselves
over
when
we're
uncomfortable
Oh
well,
the
devil
makes
us
sin
But
we
like
it
when
we're
spinning
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
In
his
grip
1 Telling Lies
2 Closure
3 En Route
4 Watching Her
5 Let Them Come
6 Jailhouse Knock
7 Luther over London
8 Transmitter Tracking
9 Red Lights
10 Eye for an Eye
11 Victim Farm
12 Piccadilly Circus
13 Tunnels
14 Robey's Past
15 Calling the Enemy
16 Crossing
17 Approaching the House
18 Go Inside
19 Are We Alive?
20 It's Him or Her
21 Everybody's Wet
22 Paradise Circus (Fallen Sun Version) [feat. Ghostpoet]
23 Luther's Theme
24 The Rising Sun
25 S.A.T.
26 Meet Me in 15
27 Taken
28 Prison Kicking
29 Twisted Flames
30 On the Radio
31 The Phone Call
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