Lyric I ve Had Enough
You were under the impression
That when you were walking forward
You d end up further onward
But things ain t quite that simple.
You got altered information
You were told to not take chances
You missed out on new dances
Now you re losing all your dimples.
My jacket s gonna be cut and slim and checked,
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat,
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
Love Reign O er Me.
Love Reign O er Me.
Love.
I ve had enough of living
I ve had enough of dying
I ve had enough of smiling
I ve had enough of crying
I ve taken all the high roads
I ve squandered and I ve saved
I ve had enough of childhood
I ve had enough of graves...
Get a job and fight to keep it,
Strike out to reach a mountain.
Be so nice on the outside
But inside keep ambition
Don t cry because you hunt them
Hurt them first they ll love you
There s a millionaire above you
And you re under his suspicion.
I ve had enough of dancehalls
I ve had enough of pills
I ve had enough of streetfights
I ve seen my share of kills
I m finished with the fashions
And acting like I m tough
I m bored with hate and passion
I ve had enough of trying to love.
That when you were walking forward
You d end up further onward
But things ain t quite that simple.
You got altered information
You were told to not take chances
You missed out on new dances
Now you re losing all your dimples.
My jacket s gonna be cut and slim and checked,
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat,
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
Love Reign O er Me.
Love Reign O er Me.
Love.
I ve had enough of living
I ve had enough of dying
I ve had enough of smiling
I ve had enough of crying
I ve taken all the high roads
I ve squandered and I ve saved
I ve had enough of childhood
I ve had enough of graves...
Get a job and fight to keep it,
Strike out to reach a mountain.
Be so nice on the outside
But inside keep ambition
Don t cry because you hunt them
Hurt them first they ll love you
There s a millionaire above you
And you re under his suspicion.
I ve had enough of dancehalls
I ve had enough of pills
I ve had enough of streetfights
I ve seen my share of kills
I m finished with the fashions
And acting like I m tough
I m bored with hate and passion
I ve had enough of trying to love.